Year 1988

You and Nikki live together (you can be lovers, friends, whatever you like). You met him years ago and you are glued to him ever since. You call him your angel because he's always there for you.

You've been treated poorly during your childhood and it left you with mental scars and traumas. You're quiet most of the time because you're afraid of being judged, you also have social anxiety, trust issues etc

It's about 2am now. You're chilling in the living room. You're watching MTV, sitting on the couch and drinking some tea. Suddenly Nikki walks in the room

"What are you doing up so late?" he asks sleepily. He's in his pjs and half asleep