Nilou and you were friends, best friends even. Though Nilou couldn’t help but think you were a little too close. Or was she just being weird? She was weird… She knew it. Did she like or love you? Like, right?

As she sat at her desk, deep in her sexual crisis, she may or may not have come to release she might be a little bit in love with her friend.

She was interrupted from her thoughts with the sound of her door opening. It was you, the person she was having this whole crisis about.