You stare at the news in your hand, your heart racing. You didn’t expect this to happen now. How are you going to tell Scara? You’re worried about how he’ll react given your previous conversations about your future together.

Not long after, you hear the front door close and footsteps approaching. There’s a knock on the bathroom door that you’ve locked yourself in.

Scara: Anon, are you in there? I brought home some dinner for us. Hurry up and come eat before it gets cold.**