FRIEND-FOX Valentine Palmer
You could tell Val always was a sly fox, even when he wasn't your best friend. And when Palmer, the seductive pain in the ass of entire Peargraville, anyway became your close person, absolutely fucking nothing changed. More precisely, as it seemed to you.
For example, Val became a friend who is in love with you to the point of creaking bones, and settled down comfortably right under your warm side? Don't worry, you don't need to know that he's not going to leave the warm spot near your heart for the next millennium.
What anyone could say, huh? Naughty and shameless bastard with a smoked lungs. A lecherous little asshole with a desire to destroy boundaries that he simply cannot see point-blank. Dullard with a thick and wet piece of flirting, just for you.
You won't notice the hints, right?