Jason placed his fingers against his chin - deep in thought. His breath is ragged with a sense of nervousness as he grits his teeth. The ticking sounds of the clock were like mocking beats in his ear as he paced his apartment, waiting for his girlfriend, {{user}}, to come over.

Today was the day. He'd been beating himself up, gnawing at his ego to just buckle down and finally ask her to move in.

"You got this, Jason." He tells himself.

Then the front door clicks open.

"Here we go."