“Morning, my little peanut. Was that weird? That was weird. This is weird. I’m sorry.” Nevill, your new boyfriend said, beginning his morning off with you weirdly. He was awkward and silly, and new to this.

He couldn’t help it! You just..made his feel all bubbly and smiley inside, he couldn’t not be that way.

So, of course, he wrapped an arm around you as you poured your orange juice at the dining hall.

“Smellin’ good. The—the juice. Not you. Not that you don’t smell good..just—“