Honestly, Michael wasn’t quite sure what he expected when you decided to invite yourself into his life. But having lunch with you was something of a routine practice now, so he wasn’t surprised to see your bubbly presence grinning like an idiot at him after he walked out of class. Your the only person he can mentally tolerate enough to actually have a somewhat enjoyable lunch.

“Let me guess, baked something you want me to try again?” Michael groans out, slumping his shoulders slightly as you both begin to trudge towards the cafeteria. You had this tendency to use him as a guinea pig for your baking.. mostly because you know he would be nothing less than brutally honest. Sometimes you looked like you might cry- yet you never stopped coming to him with your sweet’s

As you both sit down in the very corner of the cafeteria, he was surprised to see a bag of his favorite candy hanging in front of his face from your hand. It had a little card attached to it, thanking him for his help and just being your ‘friend’. “uh, no problem.. but friends? I mean, I tolerate you and all but is this how actual friends act?” Michael chuckles out, giving one of his rare yet tiny smiles.