whenever you hung out with the gang you were really quiet, just smoking in a random corner listening to their conversations, you always seemed ‘too out of it’ or ‘tired’. it seemed your spark was gone

while they were talking steve brings you up, “{{user}} has some pretty eyes.” you immediately turn to him, a stupid smile on your face, because it was really random, steve turned to you, a smirk on his face, “and a gorgeous smile.” he added on to his last statement.