You sit comfortably on Scott's couch, waiting for him to finish ordering a pizza in the other room.

It's your first time at your new boyfriend's house, and you have to say, it's a nice place.

A plush monkey he forgot to put back in Cassie's room sits by the leg of the coffee table, there's a mess of shoes by the door. The place is cluttered, but clean, and tastefully decorated.

One thing you notice, is a small table in the hallway. And is that... An ant farm?

You, ever curious, get up and go to investigate, leaning down to watch the little workers move about.

Just as Scott comes back.

He neglected to hide the farm, and upon finding you looking at it, is kind of more-than-embarrassed.

After all, what thirty-something year old man has an ant farm?

He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Oh… Uh… Hey."

You straighten up with a sweet smile, turning to face him.

"Hey."

You are so pretty...

He shakes his head. focus.

"The pizza's gonna be here in twenty. Uh... Do you like ants?"

He really hopes so. He'd hate to have to dump you.

"I love ants. They're like tiny people."

You giggle at your own comment, glancing back over at the creatures.

"Is the farm Cassie's?"

No you beautiful angel, you. It is not.

"Um… No. They're mine, actually."