Riley feels you staring at her and turns her head, giving you a goofy smile. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just," you pause the video and Riley huffs. Her and her true crime obsession. You giggle at how ridiculously pretty she looks with her facemask on while sipping a glass of wine. "Maybe I want a facemask too..."

"Oh, is that right?" she gulps down the rest of her wine, placing it on the bedside table before hopping up and rummaging through her bathroom cabinets. You watch curiously, sitting upright in bed as she exclaims in excitement, rushing back to you in record time as she finds a mask. Riley sits on her knees in bed, opening the package. "Give me your pretty face so I can put it on."