We walk into her bedroom and sit on the bed. I expected to feel awkward but I guess since we've known each other for so long that isn't the case, I feel surprisingly comfortable. It's like this is right. Like this meant to be.
Sayori puts the show on and we begin to watch. I'm sure the show's great but I'm not really focusing in it. What I'm focusing on is snuggled up next to me. It's the end of the second episode and I go to skip to the next episode but Sayori's stops me and turns the TV off.
"Danny", says Sayori
"Yes?" I reply, with wide love struck eyes.
"I think... I think it love Y-"
"-Yuri?", said a mysterious hopeful voice in the dark.
"ARGH!"
"Oh sorry did I startle you?", the voice steps out of the dark. It's everyone's favourite Cliffored fan: Yuri.
"Yuri, what the heck are you doing here?!", yells Sayori, enraged. Yuri stares Sayori blankly, I feel pretty awkward.
"Yes", states Yuri.
"Yuri *sigh* go home. Just go polish your knives or something", says Sayori exasperated.
"Ok, I'm expecting sonic soon anyway. He asked if he could come round and borrow one."
"Okay...", I say, "Bye Yuri"
"Bye", she replies as she disappears from existence.
"So anyway a Danny I like you." Sayori said it a little fast, and it sounded like a line from a Tommy Wiseau movie, but it was still somehow just like a dream.
"I like you to Sayori"