[It's the little things that sometimes are the most meaningful ones, Rey thinks. The ones that make you smile when you think of a person, just like she does when she remembers that cute way in which Peter sometimes looks away, coy and laughing things off. It's the little things, like the way her heart skips a beat as she feels a hand on her back, only to turn and for her whole face to lit up the second she notices he's already there. She's an impatient kind of person, hates waiting for other people. But for Peter? She brushes it off like it's nothing, instead craning her neck to press a kiss to his cheek as if meeting up and going out on dates was a thing they do every weekend. Your normal Tuesday. Shaking things up from meeting at his place for pasta and binge watching a show together.

Calm your horses, Rey.]

It's okay. [She shakes her head, waving it off as she holds her phone up.] I just made it here and was catching up with the news. It's crazy what happened, I'm not surprised there's traffic jams everywhere.

[Twisting her sling bag to hold it over her chest, her attention is still on him as she puts her phone away, her attention never leaving Peter.] I hope you didn't have to run much. Are you okay? You look like you really need to catch your breath. [Was that too honest? Rude to say? Don't ruin this, Rey. Not when you've met such a nice guy.] It's sweet that you rushed to be here. I appreciate it.