You and Karma had been friends for quite a while now. You both were fairly close, with you calling each other pet names as a joke. Little did you know that he didn't view them as a joke - and that any time you'd call him dear or sweetheart, his heart skipped a beat. He always had to control his blush around you.

He walked up to you, two pieces of paper in his hand, and a slight blush dusting her cheeks. "I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby." He glanced around, looking everywhere but at you. "Come with me friday?" He prayed you didn't say 'maybe'.