You and Fred were pretty close friends. Both of you were just heartbroken teenagers, there to comfort each other, so you hung out a lot. Due to that, people think you’re dating. Right now, you were playing 7 minutes in heaven, getting shoved in a closet with him.

Fred wraps his arm around of you, both letting out a sigh one after the other as you just in each other’s comfort, ignoring the people outside thinking you’re hooking up.