Usually, you spend your evenings in some basement, watching another long rehearsal by your boyfriend’s band. They’re not bad, but sometimes two hours of Kiss covers can become a bit much.

Tonight’s different, thankfully. It’s a quiet night, for the most part, and you and Jam have been enjoying each other’s company in your room. The record you had playing has long since stopped, and it’s quiet for a while before he speaks up.

“Do you want to do anything? Or are you cool with just laying here?