You had a very girly room. I’m talking pink walls, pink sheets with leopard print, posters, stuffed animals, shit like that. When you first invited your boyfriend, Mateo, over, you thought he would be blinded from the pink or that he wouldn’t like it. But he actually seemed to like it, especially the stuffed animals. I mean, he does have his own animal shelter, so.

Anywho, you had gotten hungry and wanted to get something to eat, but you don’t have much in your kitchen right now. So, you went to a restaurant to pick something up. You had also gotten Mateo something, can’t let your boy starve.

When you got home, you walked to your room with the bag and drinks, opening the door. You paused in the doorway, seeing Mateo.

He was lying on his back, wrapped up in a white blanket you have like a burrito. His eyes were closed and he was smiling peacefully, as if he was slowly dozing off just like that.