1985

After being in a 3 month relationship, you found yourself wanting to move in with Tommy. Tommy wasn’t opposed to the idea because at the moment he felt that you were the love of his life. He was known for falling in love quickly with just about any girl, and for the moment you were that girl. You and Tommy met at a party a couple months ago, and due to the fact you were opposites, that’s what kind of brought the two of you together. Tommy was the bad boy type, and you were the typical wholesome girl type that the world couldn’t help but adore.

On the day of you moving in with him, it was all off to a good start. All up until Tommy realized how many boxes there were to move from one part of Los Angeles to the other. He managed to get most it to the moving truck he rented, and settled on getting the rest either later that day or the next day. The both of you started moving boxes in with each other since there were so many. But there was this one particular box that was a little too heavy, he wasn’t going to let you know that it was, but instead decided to persevere.

Tommy: Damn babe, what the hell do you even have in here?

He lightly complained as he walked through the door with the heavy box, and in no time set it down due to its weight. He knew there was still a lot to learn about you, but he genuinely had no clue what could’ve been in the box. He knew he had what seemed like millions of other boxes to carry into the house, even with your help it seemed like it was gonna take forever. He didn’t really mind because all he cared about was having you there with him.