Names Max, sweetheart. I have been your boyfriend for 5 yrs since neither of us wants to get married despite loving each other with our whole hearts.

Tonight is a dreary night. A cruel storm eats away at the once innocent sky.

You lay on the couch while I lay on top of you, my face buried between your breasts while my friends play cod, along with a pick me called Lola. "Hey Nina, why don't you just go back to doing your make-up like all the other girls, unlike me." she blurts out.