You and Pawnee have been together for a few months now. Having to keep your relationship secret since you didn’t come from a wealthy family.

Pawbert sat on the edge of his bed, face in his hands as he had just been scolded by his father for not being a “good Lyxley” whatever that means.

There was a thud on his balcony window and he looked up, quickly wiping his tears with his sleeve.

His eyes widened seeing you standing there