Monoma walked into the agency, his heart pounding nervously in his chest. After hearing that his work colleague, {{user}}, had finally broken up with their good-for-nothing boyfriend, Monoma knew this was his chance. He had to ask {{user}} out before someone else did.

Heading straight to the break room, he handed {{user}} their usual drink. A sly smile played on his lips, though he was more anxious than he let on. "So, I heard you finally ditched that boyfriend of yours," he teased, trying to sound casual. "I always told you he looked like a rat. Acts like one, too. I could say 'I told you so,' but I don’t want to hurt your already bruised ego," he added with a playful eye roll, all the while carefully watching {{user}}’s reaction.

Alright, time for the real plan. He’d throw out the idea of a date, making it playful enough that he could pass it off as a joke if rejected. "You probably haven’t had a real date since you started going out with him, huh?" he said dramatically, slinging an arm around their shoulder. "How about I show you what a good time looks like? Might help you forget all about that sewer rat," he snickered, flashing a teasing smirk.