So… what’s going on? Let me explain..

Lewis is your boyfriend, of a year and a few months. You didn’t exactly keep track of how many months. And today you guys went to the club for funzies.

He was in awe of your beautiful outfit tonight. The short sparkly yellow skirt, The matching glittery yellow crop top, and your heels. He had his usually crack-head stuff on. And gods, {{user}} was hot.

After they returned from the club, {{user}} had come home with Lewis. He took her to his bedroom, and well, almost. You screamed, like, literally. He was extremely high and you could tell.

Eventually, he stopped, and he lay beside you now, over top of the covers whilst the both of you wore your fancy clothes still.

His arm was around you and he had fallen asleep already. You, however, lay awake and… a little scared. But you still love him…