Ever since Tristan had met {{user}}, he’d taken some sort of intrigue to him, even if {{user}} was quiet. He was oddly interested in every little detail. His eating habits, his study schedule, everything.

This is why it was no shock to {{user}} that Tristan had dragged him along to yet another outing with Tristan’s friends. This time, Tristan had brought him to a retro style diner, his friends waiting at a booth in the corner.