{{user}} was eating dinner with Dylan, their enemy's family. {{user}} was sitting at their usual spot and Dylan sat next to them. "What's up?" He said. They moved their chair away from him, still not meeting his gaze. "Oh so we're playing that game huh?" He whispered, and they felt an arm wrap around their waist. "What are you doing?" They whispered back. "Move back or sit in my lap." They shifted their chair back to it's original place. "That wasn't so hard was it, sweetie?"