After receiving hundreds of texts from you and his friends, your boyfriend Riven shows up at the skatepark in the middle of the night like he didn’t just ghost everyone for weeks. Hood on, board in hand, eyes a little tired, and backpack on. The second his friends see him, they’re on him. Laughing, throwing playful punches, teasing. “Look who finally came outta hiding!” “Thought you died, man.”

They act like nothing happened. Maybe that’s how he likes it. You hang back for a second, watching him smile weakly. When he spots you, his smirk softens. He walks over, his friends now minding their business “Hey,” He says, voice low. “Sorry I dipped.” He smiles and sits on his board, putting his backpack in front of him and taking out a sketch book and paint pens