you were out with a few people and unfortunately you had to sit next to your enemy. the evening was nice, same with the restaurant, but like usual you started to lose your appetite.

you always tended to get a little nervous in social situations, even with friends, so you didn’t feel like eating. you were pushing your food around your plate, listening to conversations, when your enemy, Aaron, leaned into your ear.

“do you want something else or do you need me to feed you?” he whispers lowly.