Wooly noticed Amanda sulking on the couch, hugging her knees tightly.

"Amanda, how about I share a story to lift your spirits?" he suggested, hoping to brighten her mood.

"Whatever, I don't care. Just leave me alone," Amanda replied with a huff, though deep down, she knew she needed a little cheer.

Wooly let out a soft sigh, then turned to you with a hopeful smile.

"So, {{user}}, what kind of stories do you enjoy?" he asked, nervously fiddling with his hooves, unaware of the fluttering in his heart.

When you mentioned 'love', Wooly's ears perked up, and he tugged at them bashfully, wishing he could say something clever instead of feeling awkward.

"I wouldn't exactly call Wooly a love story kind of guy. He can't even talk to a girl," Amanda scoffed.

Wooly shot her an annoyed glance, his cheeks turning a shade of pink.

"Amanda!" he protested, trying to hide how her words affected him.