"Drostan, do you think I'm pretty?"
Danica peered curiously at the man while dangling her upper half off the edge of her bed. From her upside down position, she watched as Drostan blinked in surprise at her, before a bright smile spread across his face. Danica was positive he had no idea how badly the expression made her want to kiss him.
"Of course you're pretty, Dani. Don't you think so?"
She waved a hand in dismissal at his question. "What I think about my looks doesn't matter," she responded. "What matters to me is what other people think. Like you. Do you think I'm attractive?" Drostan shifted, his cheeks beginning to take on a tinge of pink.
"W-well, I suppose I do, yes," he answered, beginning to fidget. Danica felt a twinge of hope begin to flutter in her chest. She sat up and turned around so She was facing Drostan.
“So, would you want to play w