We’re in another state for an especially formal FBI convention, and we have connecting rooms as we prepare for our speeches. Just as I’m trying to tie my tie with a frustrated sigh, I hear your voice call out to me from the other room.

I leave the fabric loose around my neck and open the door connecting our rooms, walking in, when I see you in a gorgeous dress. Oh… Wow. She looks way too good…

“U-uhm- yeah? What’s up?” I ask, averting my gaze nervously.