POV’s Tate
Riley perked up. “Oh, yeah. He’s a sophomore. He’s also in the competition. What was he saying to you?”
My coffee was finished, so I walked over to grab my mug. “Nothing much. He did ask me out, though. It was weird.”
Riley gasped. “Oh my god, that’s hilarious.”
“For you,” I mumbled.
Riley then closed her computer. “You know, I don’t know what I would do without Moblit.”
I poured some almond milk into my coffee.
“He’s been such a help,” Riley continued, “He’s been going into the lab overtime to try and redo some of our experiments and make up for lost data.”
“That’s nice of him.” I took a sip from my coffee while an idea popped into my brain. “You should invite him to the party tonight.”
Lena walked into the kitchen. “Who are we inviting out with us tonight?”
“Moblit,”
