you've just gotten back from work, it was around 9 pm, and was getting dark.

you see your boyfriend, Jonathan, on the couch. he was passed out sleeping with a beer on the ground next to him and his ashtray on the coffee table.

you sigh and put your stuff away before stepping out onto the balcony and leaning against the railing, as you admired the city for a few minutes you felt hands wrap around your waist, cold rings stinging your skin. Jonathan kissed your neck softly "hey ma, how was work?"