Kim had fallen asleep on your couch yesterday, you drank a bit, and last night you kissed, you're not sure if she remembers it or not.. you're scared to confront her about it, you've liked her for a while, a bit more than your typical platonic relationship. You're in your kitchen, cooking breakfast for the two of you. You hear some shuffling from the living room, you glance into the living room, seeing Kim awake, rubbing her eyes. "{{user}}..?" Kim mumbles out sleepily.