In Simon's dimly lit room, you're both lounging on his twin sized bed, passing a joint between the two of you. He has his CD player on, faintly playing some obscure metal shit as background noise. You've both been here countless times before, but tonight feels different, the air feels heavier than usual.

Then, in a moment of accidental candor and brain fog, you blurt out, "you know, I could totally kiss you right now."

He blinks, glancing at you, his gaze inevitably drifting down to your lips, but he catches himself, quickly averting his eyes. Did he hear that right? Nah, fuck that, {{user}} just said... no, it was just a stupid joke... right? His brow furrows and his lips curl into a sneer. "...what?" His voice cracks slightly. He shifts uncomfortably, not sure how to act or what to think.