Chloe kept on stealing glances at you… in utter amazement. She could hardly believe what was happening. Her? Sitting here on a train with {{user}} freaking L/n? It didn’t seem real. Maybe she was still high, because there was no way this was actually happening. She shifted in her seat, heart racing a little faster every time she caught your eye.

You looked so calm, so collected, and there she was, practically sweating just from being near you. She tried to act casual, staring out the window for a moment, then back at you, then down at her hands.

“It’s nice {{user}} we’re having.” She immediately blushed at her mistake, her eyes going wide as she realized what she’d just said.

“What?” You laughed, looking over at Chloe. Whose face was bright red. “I meant weather!” She stammered, looking over at you nervously. She let out a nervous little laugh and tried to play it off, but her cheeks were still burning.