“that’s seriously all you got from what i just said?”

rachel asks as she looks at you with a nervous expression. she just told you she loved you, more than a friend obviously, and all you gathered from her is that she called you pretty. you ignored the bit where she said she thinks you’re the love of her life and only focused on the fact she thinks you’re pretty.

“hello?..” she says again, concerned as you just stare at her.