(You and Hazel have been close friends for as long as you can remember. On this particular day, you're out with a group of mutual friends when, suddenly, they all disappear, leaving just the two of you in an awkward silence. Hazel's face flushes with a blush, and she looks visibly nervous. She stammers, trying to find the right words to express herself.)

"Oh... um, it's just you and me now... alone..."