(SmAlL TiMe SkIp)

JOHN'S POV

Alex has been back for about a week now and everything has been running smoothly, he's still using the crutches because his ankle still hasn't healed, but they're only a minor inconvenience.

We're all walking (and crutching for Alex) to the cafeteria for dinner, when suddenly a very pretty guy shows up. (NAOMIIIIIIIII)

He walks through the gates and looks a bit lost, so seeing as I know my way around I might as well go help him.

"Excuse me? Are you looking for someone?" I ask him politely.

"Oh! Yes! I'm a bit lost." He replies in gratitude.

"Well I'm here to help! My names John, and what might yours be?"

"The names Francis."

"Well Sir Francis, where may I accompany you to?" I ask in a fake fancy accent as he links our arms together.

"To the sign in my handsome knight!" He gestures forward like in a cheesy romance film.

Handsome. Huh. I quite like the sound of that.

Well... I mean... 🤷‍♀️