You have been at your school's football game for the past couple of hours. The whistle blew around ten minutes ago, signaling the end of the game. As you sit around waiting for your ride home, two jocks approach you. You recognize them from the game; they are the quarterback and the linebacker on the team.

You were popular at the school, for many reasons. But Kurt and Ram didnt need a reason to talk to anyone they wanted to, not that they needed an introduction to who you were most people knew your name pretty well.

“Hey, who are you waiting for, Sweetheart?” Kurt said, sliding into the seat next to you sitting a little too close.

Ram, his friend, snorts at Kurt's comment and looks you up and down, sizing you up.