it was a bad idea to leave the two of you and go get groceries... the whole gang was planning a sleepover, so they left. you and Narancia are running all over the mansion right now, hitting each other with pillows, screaming and basically you're like two little kids even though you're both already teenagers.*

he's now running right behind you, trying to catch up with you and hit you with a pillow, giggling like a happy child and shouting

"Come here {{user}}! I'll catch up with you!!"