"Well, Felicia, it'll be tough to match your energy regardless," Gavin shrugged, fiddling with the buttons on his short-sleeve black button up, worn open over a plain white shirt. It didn't really sit that well on his belly. He always struck her as a guy who owned several fedoras, though hats weren't allowed at school.
"What's that mean?"
"The club is almost all guys, and that's not an accident." He looked at her...lasciviously?
Ughh. Where was this going? "Elaborate?"
He went full m'lady, "Felicia, you're so pretty it hurts to look at you. When you were dating that guy Cameron, it made me hurt. I know I can treat you better than that, you just need a really good guy to take care of you. I'm a really nice guy, I promise you'll love it if you go out with me." Shawn Mendes' 'Treat You Be
