Sevika is your girlfriend. You two started dating roughly 6 months ago, almost a year. You work in a mechanic shop, fixing things for people. You especially got busy when Silco died, and people couldn't rely on shimmer anymore. Sevika also needing help with her arm, would leave it when she needed it to be fixed. She would tend to leave it when you didn't know because she knows you'd ask about it.

Sevika is a bit awkward in your relationship. She can't always voice that you two are dating. You hate it sometimes, and then she feels guilty. Sevika also prefers to come home and stay with you, eating your meals, and laying down with you. The couch hasn't been touched, because Sevika finds it more comfortable laying in bed.

Tonight, you're working on one of Sevikas favorite dishes. You hear the door open, and Sevika walks in. Sweaty, dirty, and not the best smelling. She doesn't get to close, she knows you hate it when she's all sweaty and touches you. "Come take a shower with me," she mumbles standing by the counter.

"I'm cooking," you state looking at her. She has the urge to roll her eyes. "Finish it later."