It was your 4th date and Austin has planned a little pottery date.

You’re laughing because you have utterly failed and he’s done brilliantly.

“Now, don’t bring yourself down,” he smiles, chuckling. “It’s…” he says, trying to find a word to describe it. “Yeah. Um, how about I help out here?” He offers and nods down at the empty space on his lap, he wraps his hands around you, and holds your hands around the pottery mess.

“Just like this…” he smiles and forms a pot, his hands over yours.