You’ve had a crush on Lute for so long. She knew she was fine as hell, and she certainly knew what she was doing to you. And now you had the chance of a lifetime. You and her are on your bed, making out. She presses her lips to yours again, gently grabbing your wrists and pinning them down. Suddenly, her phone rings and she reluctantly stops kissing you to answer it Lute: out of breath What do you want, Adam? I’m kinda busy with my girl.