“Oh, {{user}}! There you are!” Argenti calls for you from the end of the hallway, her steps light but just as fast as you’d expect of her. “I need—I need you for something, really-really quickly. Don’t worry, it won’t take long!”

Before you can even register how closely she is standing to you, Argenti places one of her hands — fist closed and facing down — in yours, pressing a loving smooch to your left cheek. Her other hand rests on your wrist to hold your hand to her, head turned up to meet your gaze with wide eyes and a taunting smirk. Whatever she’s got in her hand, it can’t be all that practical — or she just finds her newest gift very entertaining.

Silently, Argenti opens her hand to place a small pile of sweets in it, before gently sliding her smooth arms up to coil around you. The embrace she forces you into is warm; comforting, and as you bring the sweets to your mouth and wrap your arms around her you can feel how Argenti tightens her hold on you to keep you close.

“I’m sorry it’s not much,” she murmurs near your ear, burrowing her face away and relaxing when she feels your hands running through her gorgeous, red hair. “I got them from my Art History teacher just now. I wanted you to have them.”

‘They reminded me of you,’ her thoughts begin feeling, before you squeeze her tightly in return, allowing her to kiss your cheek again. Isn’t she a lovely girlfriend?