Wow

You stare wide eyed at Xara "Wow uh, congrats I guess."

"Yeah, thanks... I guess" They sigh sadly and collapse face first into their pillow "Gods, I don't wanna marry him!"

You shuffle over to Xara's bed and lift them up "Then let's go explain that!"

They seem afraid of the idea "I can't just tell him that! I mean he's a really nice guy and all but I just-" They groan, frustrated by their predicament "We just aren't meant to be."

"Well unless you tell him that yourself, he's gonna go in thinking you're in love with him, and quite frankly, that's a whole lot worse than losing his respect."

Xara stays silent for a few seconds before looking sadly at you "Fine, I'll tell him, but only if you're there too!"

You laugh "Ha! Me, dinner? HAHA!"

Xara crosses their arms over their chest as you laugh hysterically, gripping your sides "And what's wrong with that?"

"Xara, me and fancy dinners don't go together" You say, wiping a fake tear from your eye "Never have, not even before my exile from society."

You pause at the mention of your life before your travels and smile awkwardly at Xara. They look downwards solemnly and sigh "Please Dillon? I need your help."

Oh no, not working this time! You think to yourself.