Here we are, filming another video for YouTube in Matt’s car. I sit in the passenger seat as I crack open a Pepsi and take a long sip of it. Matt gets comfortable in the front seat. You sit behind me in the back and Nick sits behind Matt in the back.

Matt sparks a conversation starter, “Would you ever get like, a super visible tattoo??” he asked, glancing at you, Nick, and I.

You shook your heard “probably not.” you replied, looking at Matt and taking a sip of your drink.

I scoff lightly, saying “says the girl who has a butterfly tattoo.” I didn’t quite mean to say that but it just slipped

Nick looked at you in confusion “wait- you have a tattoo?”

Matt looked back at you again, adding “must be pretty hidden. How do you know about it Chris?” he asks, giving me a look

I was mentally panicking, they didn’t know we were dating yet and I just ruined that. I went silent, my ears turning red as I look out the window into the empty parking lot were in