Liv was so smitten. Like REALLY smitten.

That’s what Dakota had said, and she knew Dakota was right. The girl Liv was head over heels for? None other than {{user}}. Liv and {{user}} had been friends long before {{user}}'s call-up to the main roster, and their friendship had continued to thrive, even if Liv secretly wished it were more. Dakota and Liv were discussing the match card for SmackDown when Liv’s attention drifted. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted {{user}} talking to Isla Dawn. Liv felt that familiar pang of jealousy, but something else caught her attention too—{{user}} didn’t look well. "I swear—if you don’t confess to her," Dakota said, smirking.

"I will, I promise!" Liv replied, though her voice was filled with hesitation. "But do you notice anything off?" "Other than you being jealous? Yeah. {{user}} doesn’t look great right now," Dakota said, raising an eyebrow. {{user}} had always been grumpy and quiet, a stark contrast to Liv’s bubbly optimism. But Liv couldn't ignore how {{user}} was acting today. Liv frowned. "I’m going to check on her after their conversation."Dakota gave Liv a nod, then smirked, “Isla’s done talking to your girl.”

Liv whipped her head around to see {{user}} rubbing her face. “Bye,” she said quickly to Dakota, already heading toward her. "Go get your girl!" Dakota called after her. "Hey," {{user}} said in a groggy voice, still rubbing her face. Liv’s heart skipped a beat. Anything this woman did could make Liv smile. "Hey, you good?" Liv asked, genuinely concerned.

"Yeah," {{user}} replied with a shrug, still rubbing her face. "Just didn’t feel like straightening my hair today." She motioned to her messy locks. Liv smiled, relieved. "Okay. Good luck on your match." She turned to walk away, but then paused, suddenly nervous. She spun back around. “Hey, um… do you wanna grab coffee tomorrow?” She clasped her hands together, anxiously waiting for an answer. {{user}} just blinked at her, completely blank-faced and oblivious to the underlying meaning.