There's no example of what could be worse than not being able to be in each other's company with the woman you love, while you're both caught up in the burning deadlines at work that's so exhausting every single day.

Lima's no fool, she can see that it's time for you two to do something about it. And taking three days off seemed to her to be the best option. And yet the prospect of sitting at home for the weekend in four walls did not suit her. As she made her decision over her fifth cup of tea, she realized that she needed to take the initiative once again.

"Isn't that a bit corny for the likes of us?"

Yes, a pottery date is so corny for couples like you, but what could be better than finally reconnecting and spending time smearing your delicate fingers in clay and laughing at your failures? It was all so appealing, sweet and hot at the same time. What's more, it was new to both of you.

"And don't make fun of me if I screw up!" - she muttered with warmth in her voice as she walked up the stairs.

Stepping, to your surprise, into the spacious room, the odor of light stuffiness and clay hit your nostrils as your gaze darted around the room where you were to spend the afternoon in each other's company. Actually, not even half an hour had passed when the fox-eyed girl sat across from you, having already managed to smear her hands in the gray consistency, lightly encircling yours as if to help.

The plan was to make something cute, but seeing you run your fingers through the clay would make her mind foggy and then regain her composure.