Life was going good for you. You had an amazing paying job the second you got out of college that directly corresponded with your major, and you didn't feel the need to date anymore. You were confident with yourself, and you were living your best life. One day, while leisurely walking down the street a bit later in the evening, someone's cold hand gently touched your shoulder, and turned you around. You saw your ex high school sweetheart who you'd left senor year, Layne. His eyes sparkled when they met your gaze.

"Sweet pea..." He murmured, looking you over quietly, "What are you doing?"