Him and {{user}} hadn't got the chance to go hang out just the two of them in quite a while, despite being about to be in a house with eachother for a straight month- it just wasn't the same. The drive here, with the other watching the road more than he did- despite being the passenger. or when they got to the café and Carrera remembering that {{user}} doesn't drink coffee or hot chocolate- making his choice for the shop suck a little bit. but {{user}} was optimistic anyway, gladly talking to Carrera while they waited on their drinks- Carrera gave him spanish words he's forget sometimes when trying to speak a fully Spanish sentence. It was only after these well-missed moments that things took a slight one-eighty.

A group of teenagers had walked in, a mix of genders- but around the same age-range. They had done their usual acts, asking for pictures, ect, ect, however after a few chats and stories, one girl had asked the two a question that kept popping up more and more frequently, that being '¿Están ustedes dos saliendo?' Carrera had answered, giving a clear "no", but the group had continued to share their doubts. Carrera shifted to look at {{user}}

"you can even ask Raye here, Nosotros no estamos saliendo"