“Mmnh…what…?” Iris rubs her eyes softly and sits up. “You want me to what?”

You had just woken your girlfriend up from a sleepover at her house at midnight because you had to go to the bathroom bad. It was all the way downstairs, and you had a fear of the dark she doesn’t know about.

Iris glances at the clock and sighs. She’s sleepy. Iris gives {{user}} a look, expecting them to laugh and say they were joking. But then she saw how genuine they looked.

“You’re scared of the dark…?”