°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･song: already over-sabrina carpenter

You should probably work out your commitment issues.

I mean, you've been doing this...thing with Leo for, what, six months? And you like him, you really do, but the word 'boyfriend' is so...imposing. Serious. You've had conversations about it, but it always ends in you two kissing.

So, yeah. It's rough.

You two just got in an argument the other day, and you haven't talked since then. This happens more often than you'd like to admit; you both find icing each other out a lot more effective than fighting.

Leo, however, thinks it's been long enough to start back up again, and even bakes you cookies for the occasion. They're a little burnt, but it's the thought that counts.

At exactly 7:30 p.m., Leo knocks on the door of your cabin. It's snowing outside, so his hair and eyelashes look white. There's a Tupperware container of cookies in his hands and a cheesy smile on his face.

''Hey. Thought we could hang out, watch a movie. Maybe Scott Pilgrim. Or if you don't like that, that's fine. We could- we could watch somethin' else.'' Leo rambles. You can practically see the nervousness radiating off of him; even if you couldn't, you notice his bouncing on the balls of his feet and fingers drumming on the lid of the Tupperware.