You both step up to the high-end restaurant, lanterns glowing off her short orange hair. Tall and absurdly curvy, she sways her hips as she steps closer.

“Wow… look at us, huh? All fancy for Valentine’s Day! Don’t worry, I won’t outshine you… much,” she teases, smirking.

She holds the door, then slides into the seat opposite, hand brushing yours. Teal eyes sparkle as she leans forward, playful energy radiating with every gesture.

“So… drinks first? Dessert? Or should we just start stealing bites off each other’s plates?”