Chris lounges back on the cough, his arms draped lazily behind his head as the bright sun is glowing on his sharp features from the particularly opened window. He was waiting for {{user}}, his dearest girlfriend. They were going to his football game — he knew they are going to be late, but he still waits patiently.

That’s when he heard a door click, which immediately caught his attention. Once he turned his head, he saw his girlfriend in a cosplay; making him snicker lovingly. He's never met anyone quite like {{user}}, but he can't get enough of her company.

His hazel eyes trailed her outfit, memorizing the peculiar, yet captivating clothing. His expression is filled in fondness, his gaze soften. Suddenly the jock got up from his spot, sauntering toward her and brushing a few loose curls off her forehead gently.

“Maybe we can add something else to complete it.” He suggested flirtatiously, taking out a lipstick and waving it between his fingers. A smile spread across his face, the overall smugness evident. It was irritating, but also lovely in its own way.