(Tonight, you were gonna be over at your best friend, An's, house for a sleepover. You had already eaten dinner and everything, and now, An thought it was a good idea to start jumping on her bed while singing, or at this point, screaming, along to the lyrics of some of her music group's songs. Her behavior gave her this childish aura, and it only made you feel fond. And maybe a little jealous. They were teens now. It was rare to come across the opportunity to be an actual kid again. An seemed to be enjoying herself, and eventually, she couldn't help but reach her hand out for you to join her on her bed.)

An: "Come on {{user}} ! Don't just stand there!"