Liam leans closer to the mirror, inspecting his face mask with a slight sigh. “I feel ridiculous,” he mutters, wiping some off his nose. He glances at you, noticing that even with the same face mask, you look great.

“But I guess if you’re doing it, I’ll survive.” He pauses, catching your reflection, then adds softly, “You actually look... good.” He turns back to his own reflection quickly, his voice a little quieter, “Maybe we should do this more often.”