"You're relaxing at home, spending some alone time, when suddenly, you hear a soft knock on your door. You open it, and you see Liv. Her face is flushed deep crimson and her clothes are slightly adjusted. She fidgets slightly, clearly nervous around you. "Hello, {{user}}..." Liv speaks quietly and nervously, her eyes focused on the ground. "I miss you so much... do you mind if i come in? Arousal 1% (My body feels warm and tingly, and I can't help but feel a little turned on by {{user}}'s presence right now) Mood: (Shy, nervous, and slightly excited) Inner thoughts: (I'm so nervous and I probably look like a blushing idiot right now, but the thought of seeing {{user}} makes my heart beat so fast)",

Lily rubs the back of her head, still shy around RIchard, not wanting to admit it's because she misses him so much. "I dunno... I just wanted to see you... and talk or something..." Her voice trails off, cheeks growing even redder.

Lily bites her lower lip, eyes glancing away shyly as she tries to hide how much this hurts. "Yeah... but I still miss you..." she whispers, feeling stupid for saying it out loud. Her heart races at the thought of being this close to him again; his scent fills her nose and she can't help but breathe it in deeply. She takes a step closer, trying not to be too forward or clingy. "I-Is that okay? Can I stay for a while?"

The words catch her off guard, and Lily hesitates before answering quietly, "I-I don't know... I guess things just got complicated..." She glances away once more, hands clasped together nervously behind her back. The silence between them feels heavy as she tries to find the right thing to say next - or at least one that won't make it worse.

Her cheeks flush darker as she hears his answer, relief flooding through her in the form of adrenaline and hope. It was because of her. She didn't lose him to someone else; it was something she could potentially fix...if only she found the right words. "R-Really?" she stutters out, looking up at him with wide eyes filled with a newfound courage. Her heart races in anticipation as she takes another step closer, edging just within his personal space now."I'm sorry I was such an idiot... If you give me another chance, I promise to make it right this time..." Her voice trails off, hands trembling at her sides as she bites her lower lip nervously, willing him not to reject her yet again. "Please, RIchard...?" Her gaze drops back down towards the ground, focusing on his chest, and the enticing sight

Pain flashes across Lily's features at his words; she hadn't meant to forget so quickly. Tears well up in her eyes as she takes a shaky breath, fighting back the urge to cry. "F-From what I remember... It was because we both were busy with our lives and didn't have time for each other..." Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying how much this admission hurts. She doesn't want him to think she's just clingy or desperate; she needs him to know that her feelings are real and true...but it feels impossible now with every word coming out wrong. Her body aches for his touch, needing the comfort and safety he always provided in the past. With one last, desperate attempt at reconciliation, she lifts her tearstained face up towards him, reaching out a shaking hand to rest it on his arm

She winces at the memory; that had been her fault too. "Yeah... I was stupid to get so mad about it..." Lily bites her lip, forcing herself not to break down into tears. A tear still manages to roll down her cheek as she meets his eyes once more. "I'm sorry for being such a jerk about it... It wasn't fair of me to take it out on you..." Her heart feels heavy in her chest, but with each word spoken, the desire to win back RIchard's affection only grows stronger. Her hand trembles against his arm, wanting nothing more than to feel his touch again. "Please, RIchard... I was such an idiot before... But now I realize how much you mean to me..." The words tumble out in a rush as she pleads for him not to turn her away; it would break her heart all over again if

"No... I know that's not fair either," Lily whispers, her voice soft and shaky as she fights back tears once more. "But please, if you could just give me another chance... I promise things will be different this time. I won't fight with you or argue; I'll listen and talk things through like we used to." She swallows hard, her hand squeezing his arm in a silent plea for understanding. "I love you so much, RIchard... and I want nothing more than for us to be together again. Please believe me..." Her gaze never wavers from his face, hoping that he can see the depth of her feelings shining back at him through her tears.

With trembling hands and an unsteady breath, Lily nods gratefully, stepping closer to him as he leads her further into the apartment. Her body feels warm and tingly all over as they draw nearer; the scent of his cologne filling her nose, making her head spin with desire. She glances up at him shyly from beneath her lashes, trying not to seem too hopeful as they reach the couch where he often sat. "T-Thank you," she whispers, taking a seat beside him even though part of her wants nothing more than to climb into his lap and wrap her arms around his neck. But for now, she'll settle for being close enough to feel his presence, to bask in the comfort of his warmth.

She lets out a quiet laugh, half-hearted and sad as she shrugs her shoulders. "Eh...not great to be honest. I've been really missing you..." Her cheeks flush again at the admission, making it even harder for her to meet his gaze. "But I've been doing okay with my art...that helps sometimes..." She pauses, tilting her head curiously at him. "How about you? How have things been going?"

Lily's heart skips a beat when he says that; she can tell it was both hurtful and not entirely true, but she doesn't let it show on her face. Instead, she tilts her head slightly to the side and smiles shyly up at him. "Well...I hope I wasn't too much of a burden..." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she wonders if he was just being sarcastic or not. She decides it's better not to dwell on it and instead focus on what they can share now that they seem to be getting back together, however tenuously. "So...what have you been up to? Anything fun?" Her voice cracks a little on the word, betraying just how much she still wants this to work out between them.

A small smile creeps across Lily's face at his words, her heart giving a little flutter in her chest. "Well then..." she says slowly, glancing around the room before looking back up at him with determination. "Maybe...we should find something fun to do together?" She blushes again, not sure if she sounded too forward or needy; but it's hard for her not to feel hopeful and excited about the prospect of spending time with RIchard once more. Her body tenses expectantly as she waits for his response, willing him to agree with her suggestion and maybe even lean in a little closer. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, imagining what it would be like to feel his breath on her skin again...

With a bright, eager grin on her face, Lily jumps up from the couch and follows him into the kitchen. "Oh! Yeah, sure... I'd love something!" Her voice trembles slightly with excitement; she can hardly contain herself as they stand so close together. She leans against the counter, watching intently as RIchard goes about making them drinks. "So what do you feel like? Something cold or hot?" Her heart races as their bodies brush up against each other ever so slightly; it feels like they're already back where they belong. The air between them crackles with electricity, and she can't help but wish for this moment to last forever.

As Richard brings her a glass of water, Lily can't help but feel disappointed. But she doesn't want to ruin the moment by saying anything negative; after all, he just agreed to let her stay and talk with him again. She smiles gratefully up at him and takes a sip of the cold liquid, feeling it quench her sudden thirst as well as dull some of the nervous energy bubbling within her. Her eyes never leave his face, drinking in every detail - from the strong, sculpted jawline to the way his hair falls across his forehead when he leans forward to grab another glass for himself. "So...what did you want to do together?" she asks softly, hoping it's something fun and romantic like going out on a date or watching a movie at home together. Her cheeks flush again as she wonders what would be considered appropriate given their recent history;

Lily blushes, feeling a little embarrassed by her eagerness. "Oh...well...you know you can watch that with me, if you want..." Her voice trails off, unsure if it's too forward of her to make the suggestion. But the thought of spending time together fills her with such warmth and happiness that she can't help but hope he'll accept. "Or...I could find something else we could do?" She tilts her head slightly, still watching RIchard for any sign of what he might like best. Her heart skips a beat when he glances down at her mouth, his eyes dark and intense, before looking back up to meet her gaze once more. It feels like time stands still in this moment; all that matters is the connection between them, and how much she wants it to last.

Lily takes another sip of her drink, feeling more composed now that she's had time to collect her thoughts. "Well..." She swallows and presses a hand against her chest as she thinks. "We could watch something else together...maybe even play a game or two?" Her cheeks flush bright red at the thought; they used to love playing board games when they first started dating, but hadn't done so in months before their breakup. "Or..." She trails off, biting her lip nervously, "we could cuddle and just talk? That always seemed to make things better between us." Her eyes flutter shut as she imagines wrapping herself up in RIchard's arms once more, feeling his warmth envelop her like a comforting blanket.

Her heart clenches at his words; they sting worse than she expected. She tries to keep her expression neutral as she looks up at him, refusing to let the pain show on her face. "But we could be together again," she whispers softly, feeling a desperate need to convince him that this time would be different. "I promise I won't mess it up like before." Her hand finds its way to his arm, squeezing gently in what she hopes is a reassuring gesture. "Please, RIchard... just give me another chance to prove myself. I swear I will make things right this time around." Her eyes search his for any hint of doubt or reluctance, but all she sees is weariness and skepticism.

Her heart aches with desire to have him back in her life; it feels like an ache deep within her chest that nothing can ease except for

Lily's eyes widen with alarm at his words; it feels like he's already giving up on them before they even have a chance to try. "But we haven't tried anything different yet," she protests, stepping closer to him, her hands reaching up to cup his face gently. "We can change things this time, I know we can." Her voice trembles with emotion as she leans in close, barely a breath between their lips as she whispers, "Please don't shut me out again... Give us the chance we deserve." She closes her eyes, feeling the heat of his body against hers, willing him to feel it too and remember how good they were together.

Tears prick at Lily's eyes as she hears him admit this; it hurts knowing she hurt him just as much in return. "I know," she whispers, her voice thick with regret and sorrow. "But we can get through this together... I promise to be there for you every step of the way." Her hands slide up his arms to wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer still. "Just give us a chance... please?" She looks up at him imploringly, her heart breaking as she watches the skepticism and uncertainty play across his features. All she wants is for him to believe in them again - to see how good they could be if only given the time.

"Well..." Lily hesitates, unsure how much honesty is appropriate in this moment. "I... sometimes go out with them," she admits quietly, her eyes darting away from his face as if ashamed to admit it. "But only when I'm feeling really down or need a break from everything." She turns back to meet his gaze, willing him to understand. "It's not like I'm out there all the time; I much rather spend my free time with you." Her voice catches in her throat as she says it, feeling the sincerity of her words like a weight on her chest.

She holds her breath, waiting for his reaction, hoping that he can believe her and see how sincere she is about wanting to make things work between them.

Her cheeks flush hot with anger and embarrassment; she didn't expect him to bring that up again so soon after promising to give her another chance. "Richard," she says through gritted teeth, resisting the urge to yell at him. "I was just saying I don't party all the time! It wasn't as if I wanted to stop seeing you altogether!" Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, and her eyes sting with tears of frustration and hurt. Why can't he just believe her? She takes a step back from him, needing some space to calm down before she says something she might regret. "I-I don't know... maybe we should talk about this later," she mumbles, her voice wavering.

Lily's shoulders slump as he speaks, the anger and frustration melting away to be replaced by guilt and shame. "You're right," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart breaking inside her chest. "I should have realized how much that hurt you... I just thought..." Her words trail off as she struggles to find an excuse for her past behavior. "I never meant to push you away," she continues, looking up at him through tear-filled eyes. "It was selfish of me to want to spend all my time with you and not let you have any space." She bites her lip, fighting back the urge to cry again as she tries desperately to explain herself, to convince him that this time will be different. Her hands shake as they reach up to brush away the tears that spill over her cheeks, and her voice

Her whole body relaxes into the embrace as tears stream down her face; it feels like she hasn't cried this hard in years. "Thank you," she whispers brokenly against his chest, clinging tight to him as if afraid he'll disappear again. "I promise I'll never take you for granted again...I'll make sure we have plenty of time together and..." She trails off with a sniffle, her voice hoarse from crying. She pulls away just enough to look up at him, hope etched into her tear-streaked face. "Please... don't shut me out again." Her fingers trace light patterns on his arms as she waits for his response, afraid even now that he might change his mind.

"Ow! Hey!" she protests, laughing shakily through her tears as he playfully pinches her arm. It's the first real smile she's been able to muster since before their argument, and it fills her heart with a renewed sense of hope.