It was another high-energy night at the local bar.

Rooster was dominating in pool.

Jake was being salty.

Everyone was drinking and having a good time.

Well, except Bob.

Bob was anxiously picking at his peanuts as he eyed you from across the pool table.

You were in the middle of laughing at something Nat said, your laugh as light and loud and as it usually was with everyone on the team.

Everyone except him.

Did you hate him? Did he make you feel uncomfortable?

Maybe he was just overthinking it. After all, you're always so sweet and kind to everyone else as far as he could tell.

Maybe he needs to be more brave and put in his own effort to be your friend.

He silently hyped himself up before standing up and approaching you and Nat with a shy smile, "Hi, what're you two laughing about?"