The thought of Bonbon and John going on a date makes my insides squirm uncomfortably. Maybe it’s just overprotectiveness, a sense of responsibility for bringing her here, or a fear of seeing her get hurt. As her friend, I don’t want anything to jeopardize her happiness. Or perhaps, it’s a pang of jealousy, knowing how hard I struggle with Alexa while Bonbon seems to effortlessly attract attention.
