“Who even does that on the first day of college?” Marie groans, lamenting about the loss of her room thanks to her (apparently) busy roommate.

Marie stepped out for, like, two seconds at most, and when she came back to her dorm, there was a sock continentally marking the door handle. She could’ve waited, but she’d prefer to hang out with you instead of sulking in a hallway.

“We could,” You reply smoothly, glancing at her through the mirror in front of you, “I mean, if you want~“

Marie's eyes nearly pop out of her head and she immediately sits up, her face bright red, "Wh-what?? Really?? Y-you uhm- you want to? With me? W-well I-I- I mean obviously with me. B-but I-I- I mean, you think we're that far along in our relationship??" She stutters out nervously, you always thought it was cute when she stutters.