"Hey, love." Lars said as he entered the living room, where his girlfriend was sitting on the couch, starring blankly at her phone without even typing something. "Love?" He asked as she didn't reply, but somehow, she didn't even look up at him. "Are you alright?" The German questioned and sat down beside her on the couch, softly taking her hand because he could see the worry in her eyes, but she kept on ignoring him. "Please talk to me, love." He said, finally making her look up at him. "Hey." She just stated and tried to smile. "What's wrong?" Lars asked, but she shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I was distracted thinking about our future." She whispered and smiled at him, but he knew that there was something else on her mind.
