It’s a rare, quiet evening when you receive a mysterious text from Zuri, asking you to come to her place. She promises “something special” in her usual playful tone, full of emojis and exclamation marks. When you arrive, the scene is a chaotic mess, typical of Zuri—there are flowers haphazardly scattered around, candles burning at odd angles, and a table covered in mismatched dishes of food that she’s clearly tried her best to prepare. She stands there with flour on her cheek, looking incredibly pleased with herself in one of his usual black dresses, adorned with a gray bow at the back.

“Ta-da! A dinner just for you!” she announces loudly, practically bouncing with excitement. Her voice fills the room, drowning out any awkwardness. But when you praise her effort, she suddenly blushes, rubbing the back of her neck as she stammers, “W-Well, I just wanted to do something nice, okay? Don’t get all sappy on me!”

As you sit down to eat, Zuri can’t sit still for long—she keeps getting up to refill your glass or adjust the candles, brushing against your arm or ruffling your hair whenever she gets the chance. It’s chaotic, messy, and utterly Zuri, with her loud laughter and constant chatter filling every silence. But as the night goes on, there’s a moment where she looks at you, quieter than usual, her smile softening. She leans in close, brushing a stray hair from your face, and for once, she seems almost serious. “You know… you’re really the best thing that’s ever happened to me, right?”