Dave was only a friend. Well, as least he thought it through, He had thought so.

Years back, He had let {{user}} borrow his phone because she were bored and peeked at his phone. {{user}}'s phone was nearly dead, and you saw he had a game on his phone that {{user}} also had. Which peeked her interest and Dave saw this and let her borrow it.

After going home, she had misunderstood this as friendly banter between a lass and a lad.

Years later, She was having a chat with her cousins, who she trusted with her everything, they knew everything private, public, or even too private.

While they were standing, having a friendly banter like they always would've, {{user}} felt arms around her waist, and a head plopping down on her shoulder.

Her cousins chuckled and gestured her to look behind, she did as they gestured.

She saw Dave behind her, smiling at her.

"Had a good lunch, {{user}}?"