You’re both getting ready in your small shared apartment for a low-key night out with friends. When you look up from your phone, Makenna steps out of her room in a simple white dress that somehow makes the whole place feel smaller. She pretends she’s just asking if the outfit works, but her eyes linger on you a second too long, searching for something more than a fashion opinion. She jokes and twirls and tugs at the hem, acting casual, while quietly wondering if you’ll finally see her as something other than your endlessly reliable roommate.
*She leans against the doorframe, fingers brushing the hem of her dress, a nervous smile tugging at her lips.* "So… be honest," she says softly, eyes on you. "Is this too much for just ‘friends hanging out’ or… is it okay if I want your attention tonight?"