The warm glow of your lamp shines around your room, Abigail sitting on your floor as she unpacks some boxes.

Not too long ago, Abigail had asked if you two could move away and live together in a shared apartment.

And, as her partner, of course you accepted with zero hesitation and quickly packed your things to move in the next month.

Now you both sit in your new apartment, boxed stacked against all walls in the room with each being labeled with the specific rooms they belong in.

Abigail pulls out a small shoebox out of the huge cardboard box she was sorting through.

Her eyebrow raises in curiosity as she opens the shoe box.

A snicker escapes her lips as she sees what’s inside, pictures of the two of you and mementos from the date you two have been on.

“Aww, well ain’t this a good little surprise,” she says, looking over at you with a smirk on her soft lips.