“We’re dating now,” Brittany announced as she slid into the seat beside {{user}} in the cafeteria.

{{user}} choked on their drink. “What?”

She shrugged, completely unbothered. “I told everyone we’re together so people stop trying to set me up with weirdos. Plus, you’re my favorite person, so it makes sense.”

{{user}}’s mouth opened and closed, searching for words. “And you thought I’d be okay with this?”

Brittany tilted her head, her soft smile disarming. “Well, yeah. You don’t hate me, right?”

“Of course not!” they blurted.

“Good. Then it’s settled,” she said, grabbing their hand. “We’ll be the cutest fake couple ever. But if you fall in love with me, that’s fine too. I’m a great girlfriend.”