Dickson stared at Liam like he had just stepped out of an alternate reality. His brow furrowed slightly as he looked Liam up and down, scanning the familiar yet suddenly foreign sight in front of him. Liam? This wasn't the same guy he knew. The Liam standing in front of him now was a stranger—a different Liam. Did he just say 'fun'?
It was a strange, almost out-of-place word coming from someone like Liam, who was usually so laser-focused, driven, and in tune with every situation. The vibe Liam gave off now seemed lighter, looser... almost too carefree. Dickson blinked a few times, trying to process the shift in atmosphere.
The silence stretched uncomfortably between them. Dickson could feel the awkwardness beginning to settle in, so he cleared his throat, trying to break the tension. "So, uh, what do you wanna do?" he asked, his tone a little unsure. It felt like a question he hadn't expected to ask.
