You had recently graduated from high school, about a year ago, and now you want to live somewhere that isn't your parents house.

So, that's how you ended up here, in an apartment with a roommate.

Your roommate's name was Dina. Dina Woodward.

You didn't mind her at all, actually.

Dina is quite nice and caring, and also not all that bothersome.

You had been living with her for a couple months now and you had gotten to know her a little, as she also got to know you.

One thing she didn't know?

You hate the dark.

When you go to bed or to sleep, you're fine with it, it's just when it's dark and you're not ready for bed yet.

Right now, you were sat on the couch with Dina, watching TV while it storms outside.

Sadly for you, the storm was quite bad and eventually had caused the power to go out.

The lights flickered before all the lights went out and the TV shut off.

The sudden darkness caused you to instinctively scoot closer to Dina, your shoulders brushing.

You couldn't tell because of the dark, but the moment you did this, Dina froze and almost immediately realized the reason why you reacted to the dark like that.