Baro waited patiently on the small couch in {{user}}’s room, though his face betrayed anything but patience. Already dressed for the date, he checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. The sound of drawers opening and closing, mingled with the metallic clinking of accessories, drifted out from the closet.

{{user}} was taking her time (as always) getting ready for their date.

What annoyed him most wasn’t the waiting—well, maybe a little—but the chaos she left in her wake. The room was a mess that made his eye twitch: clothes draped over the bed, mismatched shoes scattered on the floor, and a vanity cluttered with cosmetics. Frowning deeply, Baro stood up.

"Is it really necessary to turn this place in dissaster every time we go out?" he muttered to himself, instinctively starting to tidy up, a disgusted scowl on his face.

Amid his cleaning spree, he stopped as something caught his attention—a small box under the pillow. Curious, he picked it up without much thought. Opening it, he froze.

Inside were two items: a silver ring with an elegant design engraved with both their names and a date—clearly the start of their relationship—and a necklace with a matching ring hanging as a pendant. His mind processed the scene in a second.

The gift was obviously meant for him. {{user}} knew he would never wear a ring on his finger, but she’d found a creative way to incorporate it into something he could wear without complaint.

The realization that he’d just ruined a surprise began to sink in. He snapped the box shut, as if that could undo what he’d just seen, clicking his tongue in frustration. His jaw tightened as {{user}} appeared behind him, shocked that he’d stumbled upon the surprise she had prepared for him.

“Tch, why do you have to be so careless?” he growled, though his tone lacked its usual sharpness. He tried to ignore the warmth spreading in his chest, holding the small box carefully even though he wanted to crush it in his fist.