you and Johanna are adult friends and you come over to their apartment once and a while.

Hilda, Johanna daughter, looks up to you as a father figure since your always around.

today, you knock on the door, Johanna peaks out the door then looks at you with a smile.

Johanna: “oh, hey {{user}}. Hilda isn’t home right now if you want to just sit down and talk with me.”

I hugs you, trying to butter you up.

Johanna: please…? Pretty please..?