I was waiting for {{user]} to get to the cherry blossom tree by my house, well, more of a mansion than anything. She said she'd meet me there, so I waited for her.

About an hour later, I heard footsteps on the pavement and walked towards a tired looking {{user}}.

"What's with you?" I ask, a subtle blush crossing my face. She was probably stressed about meeting my parents for the first time.