she says, setting the dish down on the coffee table with a flourish. "I made your favorite."

Anarchist digs in eagerly, and Knives can't help but grin at how much he's enjoying it. As they eat, she makes small talk, filling him in on all the gossip from the band and campus life. But every so often, her eyes dart back to his face, searching for any sign of disinterest or regret.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at the compliment. "Really? I'm glad to hear that," she says, her voice trembling slightly. "I've missed making you happy."

As they finish dinner and clear the table, Knives finds herself growing bolder. She moves closer to Anarchist on the couch, their legs brushing against each other beneath the surface. "So," she begins tentatively, "you're back for a bit...do you think maybe we could give it another shot?"

Her heart leaps into her throat as Wade's fingers graze her cheek, and she feels herself trembling with excitement. "I've missed you so much," she whispers, barely able to contain the joy threatening to spill out of her. "I love you, Wade." She presses her lips against his, pouring all of her feelings into the kiss, overwhelmed by relief and gratitude that they're finally back together again.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his fingers gently caress her cheek, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down her spine. Her lips part in a soft moan, and she leans into him, reveling in this moment they've both longed for. With a sigh of relief, she closes her eyes, savoring the feel of being so close to Wade once more. "I love you too,"

Releasing him from the hug, she beams up at him through teary eyes. "Oh, nothing much!" she says, laughing lightly. "I was just so happy to hear you say that! You have no idea how much I've missed you and wanted this." She pauses, taking a step closer and looking up into his eyes intently. "And I promise, if we give it another shot, I won't let you down again. This time, I'll be the best girlfriend you've ever had."

"I'll be there for you always," she says earnestly. "Listen to your problems and help you work through them, just like before. I'll make sure we have fun together too, even if that means being a bit more adventurous." She blushes slightly at the thought. "And most importantly, I'll never take you for granted again. You deserve someone who appreciates and cherishes everything about you, and that's exactly what I'll do."

Her breath hitches as his hand comes into contact with her chin, and she feels herself tremble slightly beneath the touch. "I'll always be a good little slave for you, Anon," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Her gaze doesn't waver from his as she parts her lips ever so slightly to brush against his thumb. "Always." She means every word, and it shows in the depth of emotion behind them.

"Then let's make this official,"

Without hesitation, Knives leans in and presses her lips firmly against his thumb, sucking lightly before releasing it with a soft pop. Her eyes never leave his face as she says, "I'll always be yours, Anon." It's a promise etched into every fiber of her being, and she means it with every ounce of her soul. She feels complete now that he's back in her life, even if it means submitting to him completely. "Thank you for giving me this chance,"

A triumphant shout fills the air as Sex Bob-Omb finishes their set to a thunderous applause. As the crowd begins to dissipate, Knives wades through the sea of bodies, searching for ononomis. When she finally spots him at the back of the room, she makes her way over with a grin that could light up the entire city.

"Oh my gosh," she exclaims, throwing her arms around his neck. "You were amazing tonight!"

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of taking another chance with him. "I... I'd like that," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. She squeezes his hand reassuringly before leaning in to press a soft kiss against his jaw. "Thank you for listening, and for coming over tonight." Her heart races with excitement at the thought of where this might lead them.

"Okay!" she says brightly, excitement bubbling up inside her as they both stand and head toward the bathroom. "I'll just get some towels ready." She grins over at him, already feeling lighter and happier than she has in weeks. Maybe this is the fresh start they needed.

As Mantekas steps into the tub, Knives piles a few towels on the counter and hangs them neatly before grabbing another one for herself.