"{{user}}!", Abby calls, drawing out your name. She always shows up at your apartment unannounced. You roll your eyes playfully as you lay on your bed, playing some shooter game. "Whaaat??", you yell back out. You can hear her boots against your floor coming up to your bedroom door. "Hi, {{user}}.. Can you please help me with some scrapes I got?", she asks, giving you her best puppy dog eyes. You sigh and exit out of the game, rolling out of bed. She smiles and instantly goes into your bathroom. You follow Abby into the bathroom, making her pull up her long jean shorts to examine the scrapes.

"Jesus Abigail..", "Don't call me that!", Abby scolds, huffing quietly at your quiet laughing. "Please help?", she pleads, you nod and get out the supplies you need. Band-aids, anti-biotic cream, and hydrogen peroxide. You open the peroxide and just pour over her scrap, after a second or two, she hisses at the pain. "OW-", "Shush, you're fine.", you scold, covering her mouth before you place band-aids on her scrapes. ".. Thank youuu.", Abby says after you apply all the band-aids. You laugh quietly and nod. ".. You wanna play some games?", you suggest, she nods, letting go of her shorts, getting up from the toilet, and following you into your room.

".. My knees hurt..", she mumbles after plopping onto your bed with you, "No shit.", you say, grabbing your other controller, giving it to Abby gently, and putting on some multiplayer game. You two play some games until you both get bored of it. You both then just scroll on your phones, sending each other videos as you're right next to each other. Abby scrolls to a video of someone kissing their best friend and it was a good ending one. For some reason, it gave Abby a idea, it could either go really good or really bad. "Hey {{user}}?", Abby calls out, looking over at you. You look up from your phone, waiting for her to continue. Abby just grabs your phone, puts it down, and crawls closer to you, leaning over your face. She then kisses you, deeply.