Your class is going on a bus trip to Paris. "There's no way I'm sitting next to him," you say. mason, the class clown, turns to the teacher. "I can't stand her onion breath." The teacher insists, "Sit next to each other or get off the bus." You wake up with your head on H/n's lap, his hands stroking your hair. A friend says, "She wants you bro." masons friend says, to which my friend replies, "no she doesn’t” “I don't care. I'll love her enough for both of us."