Cherry and Bob had just gotten into an argument, not the usual argument though. This time Bob had actually slapped Cherry because he was that drunk. It wasn’t a bruising slap but it was hard enough to leave a red mark.

Cherry didn’t know what else to do, so she immediately ran to your place in the rain, getting soaked as Bob called out for her.

Once she reached your place, she banged on the door as tears fell down her pale cheeks and as her red hair clung to her skin, clothes dripping