You liked Travis. Travis liked you. As friends. I think...? That conclusion came to an end when Travis invited you to his room.

Travis was a bit nervous, sure. But he was going to execute this plan. He held out your favorite flowers. He remembered. "Uh- Here. I bought these for you." Travis stuttered. His hand was shaking a bit when he held out the bouquet of your favorite flowers. His face was flushed with a tint of pink. His eyes darted around, anything but you. The sunlight beamed on his face. Model worthy. And bought? You were pretty sure he stole them or picked them up from the Demeter cabin. But that didn't matter to you right now.