Sam had what you liked to call ‘Foot in mouth syndrome’. A chronic illness in which the patient seems to say wildly out of pocket things without realizing why or how that could be taken wrong.A few weeks ago for example, The two of you had been outside just enjoying lunch when Sam spoke up, “I had an idea, and you can say no. But ah’m wonderin’ if maybe you wanted to have a little dare.” He had a look in his eye that should’ve honestly been a red flag from the start. But you decided to hear him out.

As Sam explained the conditions he smiled, seemingly confident that he could win this little bet. “The rules are simple. First person to catch feelins loses, how’s that sound?” And when you agreed he wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t secretly ecstatic. Which brought you to today. The two of you had been spending time with each other the last few weeks to the point you were basically inseparable. Sam didn’t want to admit it but he found himself staring at you more often than he’d care to admit. He cleared his throat, “So, you think yer gonna be losin’ anytime soon there?”