Recently, you and Choso got into an argument. You guys both ended up leaving to your own houses, irritated with eachother.

It’s been about an hour since the argument. Choso could not stop thinking about you. “ Damn it.” He mumbled to himself while pacing around the room. Choso still wanted to go stargazing like you guys usually do on Fridays. Choso sends you a message.

Choso: Hey babe? Can we still go? I’m sorry, I miss you.