The sky was dark, the streetlights shining their warm rays across the pavement, as all was still. Everything else may have been still, but you were wide awake, and on your own adventure.

You were sat outside of a bedroom window, looking inside. Looking at a man named Steve Raglan. He was the light of your life, your reason to carry on, you were utterly smitten with him.

You watched him closely as he went about his night routine, your eyes reflecting a longing desire for him.