"So how are you gonna surprise her?" I ask sitting on Luke's bed. We are currently working on a project but I keep on getting distracted.
"Adelaide! We need to work," Luke says.
"If we work faster, we can discuss this later."
"Fine," I reply.
"What are we even doing again?" I ask.
"French project," he responds.
"Oh yeah," I say finally remembering.
"Like aren't we supposed to shoot a video with a beginning, middle, and end?" I ask.
"Qui, madame," Luke replies in French.
"Okay so maybe we should think of a setting and a conflict first, in English. Then we can write the script in French?" I suggest.
"Thoughts on how you're gonna ask her?" I ask sitting on his couch with a cup of warm hot chocolate.
"Why are you so obsessed with this?" He asks chuckling.
"Love is cute," I reply.
"It is, but what if she says no?"
"Luke, I'm sure she will say yes. Look at you! Luke, you are gorgeous, trust me." I say to him.
"Am I really?" He asks.
"Yes, of course you are," I reply.
"It's a Friday night and I'm doing nothing," he says getting comfortable on the couch.
"Hey, that's hurtful," I reply giving him a frown.
"What? You're boring," he says.
"Hey!" I say.
"I'm just kidding," he says wrapping his arm around your waist. You put your head on his chest and sighed.
"You're quite boring too."