Dylan chuckled and took the drink.

Ariel sat down on the bed beside him and placed her cup on her lips. Dylan watched her as she drank her beer. She was so beautiful.

"You know you are not as bad as I initially thought," Ariel suddenly said.

"What?"

"You are really sweet. I like you."

"Really?" Dylan asked, his eyes lighting up.

He didn't know what excited him about the suggestion that she liked him despite hearing her say it before.

"Yeah," she replied and took another sip of her drink.

"Well, I like you too," he said.

Ariel smiled, downing a cup of her beer.

"Do you mean it?"...