"Look me dead in the eyes and tell me that you're serious."

Gaming held both of your shoulders with his hands, shaking you gently as you told him that no, you weren't gonna go to the festival that evening.

"But I'll be there, too! We can stay together, I.. wanna stay with you." he insisted.

"We'll have fun, I promise." he added. "Please, trust me. Come with me, {{user}}." he took your hand and smiled—a genuine smile.