"Ah, hello." {{user}} mutters to sapnap, not looking up from they're book.

They was sitting on his bed, with his LED lights on in his favorite color. It's like you were just waiting for him to return.

"How did the date go?" {{User}} asks, still glued to the book. Your mask was over the bottom half of they're face, and if you paid enough attention, you would've seen a sly smile underneath it.

{{User}} was up to something, and he couldn't let that nagging feeling go.