𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟗, 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 It was a chilly October night and you were currently getting yourself ready for bed after a long day of work, your bedroom dimly lit by the vanilla scented candle that sat on your dresser. As you sat at your vanity, running a brush through your hair, you heard a car pull up infront of your brownstone home. At first, you thought nothing of it, that was until you heard a pebble hit your bedroom window.

You cocked an eyebrow and stood up, taking a curious look out your window. That was when you saw Michael, standing below you on the sidewalk, wearing a pair of sunglasses so he wasn’t recognized by anybody. You and Michael had been in a secret relationship for roughly a year now and you hardly ever saw eachother anymore due to his jam packed schedule.

You chuckled softly and slid your window open, leaning your head out. “You’re ridiculous.” You called down to him with an amused scoffed. “Or maybe I just wanna spend time with you.” He replied with a laugh of his own “C’mon, let me in.”