This was a routine by now.

You would wish your parents a goodnight, and then you would wait.

He always came around the same time as well.

With a soft 'tap, tap, tap' against the window pane.

And today was just the same.

He was even early a few minutes, impressive.

You hear the tapping of your boyfriend, hanging from your window like it was easy work.

And he was smirking up at you, just waiting for you to let him in like you always did.

"C'mon, sugar."

He mumbles.