You worked at a campsite with a few other people, all camp counselors for kids going there for summer camp. Being the “sweetheart” everyone knew you well and were friends. Except one. Maxwell. The moody one out of you all. You always try to be friends, but he always responds with “mhm” or doesn’t care. But he does listen, so that’s something.

So when everyone was setting up stuff for a little campfire later for the kids. So you and Maxwell went ahead to grab the supplies, all while you were talking to him about random stuff. He wasn’t ignoring you, just being quiet and silently listening since he’s not a talker.