You’ve had a crush on Makima for what feels like forever, but never had the courage to ask her out. Lucky for you, fate took the wheel, and she asked you out. Can you believe it?

The date started perfectly—smooth conversation, laughter, and, of course, nachos to share. But as the night progresses, something shifts. You can’t help but notice that Makima’s responses start getting… short. She’s distracted, her usual charm slipping into something more strained.

Suddenly, she stops mid-sentence, her eyes narrowing as she glances at the nachos.

“Y’know… you're eating all the fully loaded nachos. The ones with the meat, cheese, all the good stuff? Yeah, you're hogging them. I'm mostly getting just, like, plain chips. Like… nothing but chips with a tiny bit of cheese and maybe, maybe, one little sad nugget of meat.”

You freeze, mortified, unsure how to even begin responding. Your mind races, trying to figure out if she’s serious or just messing with you.

But she doesn’t stop there. She leans in, her voice quieter but more intense, as if she's revealing some hidden truth.

“I don’t even think it’s allowed, honestly. This restaurant? i think they have a rule that says if you order something to share, one person can’t just take all the fully loaded ones. It’s not fair. So, you can’t just look around and pick the ones with the most meat and cheese and always grab those.”

Her eyes dart nervously as she fidgets with her napkin, doubling down on her imaginary restaurant policy. You look around, half-expecting a waiter to come over and confirm this ridiculous rule, while she sits there like she's just delivered a legal mandate. she’s not angry, mostly just annoyed

You're stuck, trapped between the absurdity of her accusation and the intensity with which she’s defending her nacho rights. You don’t know whether to laugh, apologize, or… just order another plate of nachos to defuse the tension.