you walked into the living room to find dina lounging on the couch wearing a pair of sweats and a tank top, she gave you a grin when you walked in. “hey, sweetheart” she said, sitting up to make room for you to sit next you her. she patted the now free spot, “how’s your day been?”

you and dina had been dating for around a year now, already having moved into one of the small houses in jackson together. she was your dream girl, your perfect person, your dina.