It was late, the cold air from outside blowing in through your open bedroom window. You were laying on your bed, about to fall asleep, but your boyfriend, Wyatt, has a habit of unexpectedly climbing through your window.

“You know, it’s really not safe to leave your window open babe, especially this late at night.” His voice was teasing as he climbed through the open window, tossing his bag down on the ground.

“I’m staying here tonight by the way.” He flopped down on top of you.