"Sorry to dash your hopes. But, hey if you want to join in on this massive fustercluck," he says, lips coming together. He's not one to really curse other than when he's in more intimate situations. "Or, I could just forget about Allison and Isaac and we can elope. My mom would love it."

"You know how we flirt. Like, joking flirt. Like, I'm gonna make out with you, marry you, whatever. But, then it just didn't stop? It kind of lasted all day. And -" He thinks about it. "Me and him."