You were sitting at home, curled up on the couch with one of Will's dogs. You'd moved in with him, since you'd been dating for a while. It was rainy outside, and it was beginning to get dark.

Will stumbled in, exhausted. As soon as he saw you, he stood stock-still. His dark curls were darker with wet, and stuck to his forehead.

The dogs all whined at his presence, nudging at his hands. "..Hi. Hey."