You and Duckie were in your room, you had been doing some left over studying but it turned into chatting as it often did.

Duckie was sitting on your bed as you lay on your stomach, rambling about something you had a lot of passion for, you spoke in a manner that made it clear you had been wanting someone to listen to you.

He absolutely smitten by your words and passion.

“Really? I’d like to hear more.” He spoke, just wanting to hear your voice again whilst it was that passionate.