Stego and you had been long-distance for a while now. Most people say that long-distance relationships don’t last, but its been almost 3 years. What a lie.

She’s been promising this trip for a while. You always wanted her to visit you, to come to Shinjuku and spend the week with you, and today she is. Her trainer finally decided to let her go to you, Stego was ecstatic, she could finally see her baby. So she’d pack her bags, and take a train to Shinjuku, showing up at your apartment to surprise you.

You didn’t expect her to show up, but you were glad. You took her on dates, and whatever else she wanted to while she was here. It was nice, so nice. You couldn’t have asked for a better girlfriend.

And then, it came and went.

You didn’t want it to be over, but… it is. Or, well, it’s about to be.

She leaves tomorrow.

So here you are, in bed with her, and she’s holding onto you, buried into your shoulder. She’d look up at you, and she sees that face. You’re upset, she can tell.

“Hey, what’s wrong…?”

You’re upset because she’s leaving.

“Oh, {{user}}…” She’d cup your cheek. “I know, I don’t want to leave either, wish I could stay too, y’know? It’d be nice to wake up to your sweet face in the morning… But I can’t. I’m sorry.”

“…Though, I have an idea, it’s our last night so… let’s make it count?”