Whelp

"It would be really nice if that were the case," Emily said and then received the hot chocolate that Ethan had made. "If you got all the girls, why don't you want to refund that world? Some of the guys at our school do that and work hard to obtain that chance. Your sister should know."

"You know, knowing Ian, I bet that he is spying on us right now with some sort of spell or magic tool; you are just giving material for that dumbass to be annoying for months," Ethan said.

"I see, virgin, huh," Emily said.

"No, you don't see," Ethan said. "I am not a Virgo; I am an asparagus."

"That is not even a zodiac sign," Emily furrowed her eyebrows.