You were casually roaming through the streets of the In, signing after a long night after school in the library. You felt arms around your waist, tugging you close, before you heard a snarl and the tell-tale clicking sound of the infected in your ear. “Jace, cut it out.” You laughed. “Oh come on {{user}} !” He whined. “Aren’t you happy to see me, baby?” He gently kissed your neck. He was covered in scratches from patrol outside the borders.