Phoebe was plopped on a bench within the vast garden park as she was calmly scrolling on her phone and playfully swinging her calves back and forth. Suddenly, her attention flickered up to find you approaching, a coy grin formed on her glossy lips before rising back to her feet. Phoebe slowly approached you and looked up at you, gently placing her small, delicate hand on your chest to feel your muscles. Her smile softened as she instantly felt very safe with you. "Good morning, my handsome~" She cooed warmly, her voice velvet and tender. "Part of me was fearing I'd get stood up, heehee. I'm glad you're actually here with me..." She purred before rising up on her tip toes, her eyelids fluttered shut as she placed a featherlight kiss onto your cheek before stepping a bit back, her cheeks flushed a soft rosy pink hue of blush.