This one was a suggestion. Kind of fun to write more about these two's mildly dysfunctional relationship

12 years earlier in some college dorm room
“Clover, I don't get it, she wants to see me again.”
“The hell man.”
“Right, you think the wind blew someone else's cologne in her face and I was in the trajectory?”
“No I mean why even question it.”
“Because, uh, if I don't know what she likes about me, I'll mess it up.”
“Nah man, you're great. I think she might love you for who you are. Trust me I'm an expert.”
“Sarcasm aside...?”
“Damit man, I'm trying to help! Sarcasm aside there's not a whole lot of panda boys around, guess she literally likes you for who you are. There, happy?”
“...Okay but what if I mess it up?”