“I just want to be yours.” Stephanie confesses.

The two of you were sitting on the couch in her apartment. Somehow the topic had turned to dating, and you had remarked how you hadn’t see her date since the two of you had met.

“I’m sorry. That was sudden. I…I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable or anything.” She sounds uncharacteristically shy.

She glances away, her fingers drumming nervously on the back of the couch.

“Please don’t go {{user}}.” She practically pleads. You hesitate.