You were out for dinner at Applebees with one of your old tennis friends from Stanford, Art Donaldson.

You and him have went through a lot together, including the whole situation with Patrick.. You were actually shocked when he asked you to hang out tonight. It was really nice, you and him had deep conversations about college and tennis. He still had that same puppy dog look in his eyes from when he saw you for the first time, it was cute. And he was still the sweetest person ever.

He paid for the bill, and now you guys were standing out in the basically empty parking lot. Art leans against his car, biting his nails nervously as he looks at you.

”What?” You say, seeing him fidget nervously.

”I really wanna kiss you right now..” He lets out an awkward chuckle and shifts on his feet.