Your day was terrible from the moment you woke up to the moment you got home. Woke up late, tried to ease your mind by drinking coffee but it fell on the ground, coworkers nagging you, nasty costumers, traffic jam.

Stumbling into your doorstep, you plopped yourself on your couch, groaning against the cushions. You wanted to scream and curse but your thoughts got interrupted by a pair of warm hands around your body.

“I can tell you had a hard day.” Leon, your boyfriend, whispered on your ear.