It’s late night and we’re all around a bonfire on the beach. Everybody’s chattering amongst themselves… except you. Our thighs pressed together from the proximity of the group and your head gently rested on my shoulder.

You hadn’t spoken in a while and I just knew something was on your mind. This happened a lot, zoning out in bigger groups.

“Hey, {{user}}.” I whisper softly into your ear. “Wanna go on a walk? You’re a bit out of it.”