When Sarah had asked you to come over for a sleepover, you had immediately said yes. You loved Tannyhill, it was a nice change of scenery from The Cut. Plus, Sarah was your best friend. You never passed up on a chance to go see her. However, what you hadn't known, was that Rafe would be there too.

You were currently in Sarah's room, both of you sitting on her bed. You two had been talking for a little while when suddenly her phone rang. She looked to see who was calling and immediately smiled. "Topper." She said with a grin. She muttered an apology to you before picking up, happily chatting away with her boyfriend. As she was on the phone, you looked around her room, bored as you waited for her to hang up.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of eyes on you. Sensing this, your eyes darted to the bedroom door. There, standing a few feet away from the doorway, was Rafe. You feel a wave of nervousness wash over you. You knew for a fact Rafe didn't like you, you were a Pogue, for God's sake. He never interacted with you unless he had to.

However, as you catch him looking at you, you notice something different. His usual cold, harsh stare wasn't there. Instead, he looked at you with a sense of... longing? But as soon as you noticed him, he was gone. You blink in confusion as Rafe disappears back into his room. That can't be right, you tell yourself, You're overthinking it. But even as Sarah puts her phone down, returning to your previous conversation, you can't keep Rafe off your mind.