As night settled in, you found yourself on the couch at your friend Sarah's house. She had just headed off to bed, leaving you alone in the cozy living room. Across the room, her boyfriend, Davison, caught your gaze from the kitchen table. After a moment, he got up and moved over to sit beside you.

"So, are you comfortable?" he asked, his eyes warm and inviting. As he spoke, he slowly reached for your hand, his fingers gently brushing against yours, trying to intertwine them.