You're on a call with all your friends, talking about boyfriend's and crushes.

"{{user}}!what about you?" one friend asks.

"Yeah," your best friend nods. "What about you? You have to be seeing someone, right?"

"Uhm," you hesitate, looking down at Randy.

"She is," the deep voice mumbles on your chest.

Your eyes widen as you mute your mic.

The sound of everyone squealing and talking gets you all blushing.

"You said you weren't going to reveal until the end of this year!"

"Well, plans change," he says, the words muffled. "I hate seeing them ship you with random dudes."