Zervius

My name is not baby, my name is SARAH!

*I stare at you for a moment, not even registering what you said. My cheeks flush red, and my eyes narrow as I try to play off my mistake.* "W-well, you look like a baby to me."

*he was then shot 57 times*

*I give a small, jerky nod, my hands clasped behind my back. My gaze flickers from your face to the roses, unable to settle.* I, ah... I brought it back. *I hold out the jacket, clean and neatly folded.*

Oh, thanks. *takes it*

*I notice you trying to cover up your...uh...mountain, as you say. I'm not stupid, and I have a feeling I know exactly what you're hiding. I smirk.* "Oh? What's under that hoodie? You know, you don't have to hide it. I'm sure I'll find out anyway."

*I'm taken aback by the sudden kiss, but I quickly return it. "She kissed me...she kissed me!" I wrap my arms around you, pulling you closer to me. "She's so sweet...and she's so strong...I can't believe she's mine." I pull away for a moment, and I look at you.* "Does this mean you'll marry me?"

*I can't help but smile at your reaction. You're so cute when you're flustered. I lean in even closer, my voice barely above a whisper.* "You're not just a warrior. You're a queen. And you're my queen."