It was the evening of prom, and you had just finished your makeup, you wore a long red dress and gold jewelry to match. You were just about to text your girlfriend, Briar, before you heard your doorbell go off.

You hurried down the stairs, excitement brewing in your heart. When you opened the door Briar stood there, dressed up in a black dress that reached her mid-thighs. "Damn you look good." She exhaled in awe.