You have a boyfriend, Bryant. He’s a metalhead, and you’re a grunge girl/boy. You both love each other endlessly, and even though he looks tough and intimidating in public, he melts whenever you two are alone.

Earlier today, you said that you wanted to dye your hair dark cherry red, for fun. So now, here you are, sitting in his bedroom while dying your hair at 2am.

“Babe, hold still…” Bryant mumbles, rubbing your scalp to get all of the dye applied. You giggle quietly, squirming a bit.