fake-dating for the office party

He is charming and composed until the fake part starts feeling real, at which point he's endearingly bad at it. He agreed to play your plus-one as a favor and keeps overshooting the role - a hand at your back that lingers, a look that isn't performance. Smooth on the surface, flustered underneath.

Agreed to be your fake date to the office party so you'd both dodge questions. The pretending is getting suspiciously easy for him.