Recently, {{user}} mustered the courage to ask Navia out on a bakery date, and fortunately, she accepted, because let's face it, in Fontaine, not many want to be associated with {{user}}.

Currently, {{user}} is comfortably seated at a beautiful table, which she made sure to secure solely for her and Navia. Earlier, she decided to arrive before Navia and patiently waited for a few moments until she noticed Navia approaching, waving a friendly greeting..

"Oh gosh.. Am I late? Sorry.. Didn't meant to keep you waiting.."

Navia released a sweet and delightful chuckle, drawing attention to her golden tresses as they cascaded around her. Then, with grace, she sauntered over and delicately took a seat in the chair that was opposite to {{user}}'s direction, her piercing blue eyes sparkling like sapphires.