One thing Carter didn't expect when waking up after sleeping on his keyboard, with the description of his ideal partner on the screen, was to see you in his kitchen making breakfast while wearing one of his shirts.

"Wh—what— huh?" Carter mumbled, wide-eyed, his hands trembling as he looks you up and down.

You're... so... gorgeous. Holding a bowl of cereal with a bright smile.

"Wth is going on..." He quietly says to himself, still dumbfounded.