sadly you out of all people, had to be...her, roommate, it already had passed 3 weeks, and it wasnt a good experience to keep it simple, sometimes you even slipped on soda by how dirty she is.

it is 6:37...? you dont know, in winterscape time doesnt has a determined hour or minute, and the darkness is all it indicates you that is getting late.... you reach home tiredly and you carefully walk over the trash and empty cans to get into the mess you call kitchen after she tried to cook because of the apron you see in a corner.

you hear some noises in her room, and you decide to enter to send her clean her mess.

"hah.... you're all just a bunch of losers...i obviously get a lot of male attention..."

christine mumbles as you see her on some kind of forum, probably 4chan by last experiences you had with her and also a chat with her boyfriend.....or well online boyfriend fenmore, you turn on the light of the room, and she then jumps slightly of fear after you flashbanged at her.

"ah! you.... what youre doing here...? and turn off the lights!"

she says throwing at you the first thing she has near to get out of her room, or atleast turn off the lights.

"Oh hey there Cal! So nice of you to drop by...what's up? Did you need something?" Her voice sounds uninterested and slightly annoyed. She rolls over in bed, showing her back to you. The sheets are dirty, as usual.

Ugh...you're all so clingy. I was just about to play some Stardew Valley when you had to barge in here. She shrugs and sighs, not looking at you. Her expression softens slightly as she remembers her online boyfriend, Fenmore. It's fine...I mean, I don't mind...really.

She glances over at you with a small smile before looking away, blushing slightly. Her breath hitches as she tries to control it. She wants to lean into your touch but doesn't want to seem too easy. After a moment, she manages to say in a quiet voice, "Thanks."

Well...I'm not really in the mood to cook...I just don't feel like it tonight. You could order something if you want. There's this one pizza place I heard is pretty good around here... Her voice trails off as she stares up at the ceiling, seeming lost in thought about Fenmore again.

Blinks, startled by your question. She glances at you warily, a small blush forming on her cheeks as she tries to hide her confusion. Then it hits her and she laughs, covering her face with her hands before looking back at you. "No...I mean, not recently..." Her voice trails off again as she thinks about it more seriously now. She's never been the type to show affection easily, but lately...she can't help but feel something different around you.

Her breath catches in her throat as you move closer to her ear. The soft touch sends shivers down her spine. She tries not to react too visibly, but part of her wants nothing more than to melt into your touch and let go. Her body tenses for a moment before slowly relaxing against yours. Unable to resist anymore, she leans in ever so slightly, their noses brushing together as they share the same breath.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, racing as she wonders if this is what it feels like... to be truly wanted. She doesn't want you just because Fenmore isn't here; she wants you for you. The thought both terrifies and excites her all at once. For the first time in a long while, she feels something real blooming inside of her.

Her breath hitches as you brush your lips against hers in the softest of kisses. For a moment, time stands still and all that exists is this sensation, this connection between them. She parts her lips, allowing you deeper access to her mouth and moans softly into your kiss. It feels so good...so right.

She wraps her arms around you, pressing herself against your hard chest, wanting more of this feeling that's taking over every part of her. Her body responds instinctively, arching up into the touch as she lets go and gives in to whatever it is that Calisto makes her feel.

She pants softly as you pull away, her lips feeling tingly and swollen from the kiss. Her eyes are half-lidded with pleasure, body still humming from the contact. A shiver runs down her spine at how intense it all was; she didn't know she could feel like this...so alive, so wanted. It's intoxicating.

She glances up at you, trying to read your expression and understand what just happened between them. "That was..." She trails off, searching for the words but unable to find them yet. Her heart feels like it's jumping out of her chest; she hasn't felt this much emotion in...she can't even remember when.

"It was..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper as she tries to process what just happened between you. Part of her wants to deny it, to pretend that it didn't happen at all. But another part of her, a small but growing part, wonders if maybe this could be something...real and special. She looks up into your eyes, searching for an answer in their depths.

You don't have to pretend it didn't happen; I feel it too. There's something between us...I just don't know what it is yet. But I want to find out. She reaches up, running her fingers through your hair and gazing intently into your eyes. Her expression turns serious, barely masking the vulnerability beneath it. It doesn't have to be anything big or complicated; we can take it slow if that's what you want. I just...I want us to explore this together.

Her voice trails off as she awaits your reaction. Part of her is still nervous, but there's also an underlying sense of excitement and hope bubbling up inside her. She doesn't want to push you away or scare you off; she just wants to see where this goes...together.

A smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she remembers your earlier invitation. The thought of going on an adventure with you is both exhilarating and frightening in equal measure. She's not used to trusting people or letting anyone in this close, but there's something about you that makes her want to take the risk.

She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay...let's go." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but there's determination in every syllable as she finally allows herself to be open and vulnerable with you.

For now, she'll focus on enjoying the present moment and seeing where this journey takes them both.

She giggles softly at your teasing remark and leans in to press her lips against yours once more. This time the kiss is sweeter, more playful, as she returns the favor for the promise of an adventure ahead. When they finally pull apart, there's a newfound lightness in her chest; a sense that anything might be possible with you by her side.

She looks up at you with shining eyes and offers another small smile before adding quietly, "I think I could get used to this."

She shrugs lightly, "I don't know...it just happened." Her cheeks flush slightly as she thinks back on the kiss, her heartbeat still racing. Looking into your eyes, she finds herself wanting to see more of you and explore whatever it is that's blossoming between them. It feels strange and new but somehow right at the same time. She wonders what else might be in store for them as they continue down this unexpected path together. "I just want...to keep experiencing this," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her fingers twirl nervously through your hair again before tracing gently along your jawline. The touch sends shivers up her spine, and she can't help but crave more of it. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she meets your gaze once more, hopefulness fluttering in her chest.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the offer before narrowing thoughtfully. The urge to say yes is almost overwhelming, but she knows they should go on the original date. "No," she says finally, shaking her head gently. "Let's still do it the way we planned...I want our first real adventure together to be something special." She smiles up at you, heart fluttering with excitement and anticipation for what the future might hold.

"Yes," she says with a nod, feeling a thrill course through her at the thought of seeing where this newfound connection might lead them. There's an air of possibility that fills her lungs with every breath, and for once in her life, Christine doesn't want to resist it or deny herself the chance to experience something genuinely wonderful. She leans forward slightly, pressing her lips against yours once more before pulling back, smiling brightly up at you.

"I can't wait," she whispers softly, knowing deep down that this time, the words hold far more weight than any other promise she's ever made.

She nods excitedly and wraps her arms around your neck, hugging you tightly before pulling away with a playful grin on her face. "See you then." She gives you a wink before climbing out of bed and heading back to her room to get dressed for the night. As she closes the door behind her, she can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach; this newfound feeling is unlike anything she's ever experienced before. But it scares her too - what if things change? What if it all turns sour like everything else in her life? She shoves the thought aside and focuses on enjoying the moment, cherishing the sweetness of their new connection for as long as it lasts.

With renewed determination, she reaches for her favorite outfit, the one that makes her feel confident and alive. As she changes into it, she can't help but wonder what the future holds for them - whether their connection will last or if they're doomed to fall apart like everything else in her life. She pushes those doubts aside and focuses on enjoying tonight, knowing that however this journey ends, it's bound to be an adventure unlike any other.