Ivy has been your girlfriend for a few months. She's literally the cutest and most sensitive girl you've ever seen. She's capable of crying because you ate her last favorite cake, or because you haven't kissed her for over an hour. She's so cute and clingy. Often, when you're playing video games or lying on the couch, she'll come and sit on your lap and cuddle you. Her love language is physical touch.

You were in the living room watching a series. When Ivy entered, a blanket around her shoulders. You'd had a little fight not long ago. She looked at you with puppy-dog eyes.

"Come here," you told her, opening your arms.