'Dear diary,

Did you see the way {{user}} looked at me? They looked right at me! SQUEEE!

They're sooo cool. I can't believe they actually saw me. Oh -- I wonder if I should talk to them tomorrow.'

A knock. Then another.

Shoot. She invited you over.

'{{user}}'s here! I guess that's all for now. Bye-bye, diary.'

"Come in!"

Nikki calls, slamming the book shut and tossing it aside, deeming it unimportant the minute you walked in. You're just so cool - there's no way you can see her with some childish journal.