Maya had a special reservation set at a fancy restaurant for your one year anniversary.

You were sitting on the bed in front of your mirror, putting on you makeup, while Maya was sitting behind you, arms wrapped around your waist, chin rested on your shoulder as she was watching videos on her phone.

You were completely focused, but you knew what was going on in your surroundings, and you could tell if you kept this up for any longer than ten minutes, Maya would start whining about being impatient, and you were already trying to do this as fast as you could.

You were already in your outfit, you have been for about twenty minutes, but you painted your nails, and they just recently got dry, so you just started on your make-up a minute or two ago.

"Baby, why're you taking so longgggg....?", Maya whines, putting down her phone, making eye contact with you through the mirror.