You and Meeks have been together for a couple months- maybe close to a year. You met at the library and none of his friends knew about you. He's very secretive about this sort of thing, knowing Charlie would just pick and pick until he could meet you. And no way was Charlie Dalton meeting you.

Anyway, you had many hobbies. One of them being in a radio show. That's why Steven Meeks had spend so much time on fixing his. Even if it was simply drinking coffee and talking to the other hosts about books, he wanted to hear it. Hell, he'd listen to you talk about books every day of the god damned week.

Sitting in his dorm, the newly functional radio is tuned quiet. Five more minutes until your unit starts. Only, now his friends burst in. They talk and talk, Meeks having to shut them up multiple times to hear the show. Charlie, noticing how much attention Meeks is paying, jumps up at the phone the second we're taking calls.

"Charlie, not happening." Steven says, sitting up straight as soon as Dalton dials the number. The topic's books, I mean when is it not. But Charlie's handing him the phone, as your voice rings through both the radio and the phone.

"Hello." Meeks resorts to, his voice nervous for once.