Prompt: if wheein plays stardew valley you guys best believe her first agenda is date all the women to unlock that cutscene then do it again for the men we love a bicon

A/N: also the (GEN) basically means there isn't really anything romantically coded here i think...

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Wheein has been playing on her newly purchased switch in such fixated intensity that no one around her would even dare bother her fun-time-game-time. But this is not the best behavior to constantly have when you’re supposed to be with your friends— hanging out and all.

So she’s arm-crossed, leg-bopping, fidgety, brain-empty— only stardew valley.

Because she has a goal. A mission. An aspiration.

She wants to date everyone. Every possible bachelor or bachelorette.

And she will. She will catc— marry them all.

She’s tunnel visioned herself into doing so, being a bit air-headed towards her friends— because Shane, that depressed chicken lover is so hard to date! Mans a lot more than a than anyone else— like, he needs therapy and it’s just angst waiting to happen.

Wheein doesn’t like easy, that’s why she never— nor did it really occur to her— searched what the wiki says to just get into the heart scenes, dating, the fun stuff. No. She wanted to do it raw— blind, and confused half the time.

Wheein first dated the local artist— the painter, Leah was her name and she was such a sweetheart. Or as Wheein calls in her checklist— her bias.

She jumped from dating the bachelorette to the bachelors, Sam was a musician— Wheein thought it’d be a good decision to date him first— except he’s a complete joke of an idiot.

So having been disappointed by a spikey blonde musician, Wheein goes to the ladies. Emily is fun— she helps run the local bar, and Wheein, even in the digital stardew valley universe, is not one to say no to alcohol.

“Wheein-ah!” Byulyi brings her out of her imagination, having a wedding— to be wedded to almost half of the small town’s population as she recalls there’s only the writer by the beach, the library tutor, and the local doctor left to da— “Wheein-ah, your food is cold. And also, we have to go in a few.” It was Yongsun this time.

But Wheein’s busy imagining how the wedding will go if she has to gather twelve proposal shell things that only go on the shore when it rains. Ans also that she can only really have one— right?

A hand touches her thigh— squeezing it, making her jump out of her head.

“What?” Wheein finally spoke, looking at the— Hyejin, face a bit too close to hers— hand still on her thigh. “You’ve been staring at the street sign, what did you guys talk about?” Hyejin smiles a tease, low and soft voice slowing down— dumbing down Wheein’s thoughts into a halt.

“No—”

“Are you thinking about your game again— what is it called?” Yongsun finally stands up, already putting Wheein’s cold food on a takeout box.

“Starshoe Ballet I think?” Hyejin says, following suit with Yongsun, leaving Byulyi and Wheein seat