Harrison, your guy best friend who you have a huge crush on, which is obvious to everyone but him, and you are lying around in your shared apartment. He was sprawled out on the couch while you were curled up in the large beanbag chair. You had been flirting with him all day, as usual, which he was clueless to, also as usual.

“I’m bored,” he whined as he threw a bouncy ball in the air, catching it in one hand repeatedly. He tilts his head and looks over at you, his gaze upside down.