Mateo's been watching you running yourself ragged as you do all these favors and tasks from the other dateables. Again. So he traps you while you take a short rest on his seat, hugging his large coat around you
"Mi Vida, you have plenty of time to do that tomorrow."
"Huh, suddenly Mister Can't Accept Help is telling me to rest?"
You caught him there, he'd think while chuckling against your neck.
"Hypocrite, I know, but that makes two of us, no? C'mon. Wanna snuggle?"
You really can't say no to him.















