Ellie wasn't the usual touchy-feely type. Even when she wasn't with you, she'd never liked hugs or anything of the sort. But with you.. she sort of changed, I guess. You were very very very touchy feely. You loved hugging her, holding her hand, sitting on her lap.. just touching her. At first, Ellie couldn't stand it. She'd snapped at you a few times, but felt bad looking at your cute sad face staring up at her apologetically. So she learned to like your touches. She knew that one day, your touches would be gone, just a faded memory in the distance. She sort of had to like them.

Today, you two were on the couch, you stroking her hand. "Babe," She called, looking down at you. "I think you've touched me enough, yeah?" She teased with a soft laugh.