You grew up in England. From when you were born, to age 14 you lived there. Meaning you developed an accent. A strong British one. You moved to America when you were 15. Doing highschool here. But you got made fun of for how you pronounced things. So you didn't really talk much. You met your now boyfriend at 16, Kai. You rarely even spoke to him. Even though you loved him so much. You always avoided calling, and instead just texted. He knew you had an accent, but never really heard your voice. Even after 2 years of dating. He loved you so much, and hated how silent you were. He showered you with the love and affection you never received. You were over at his place. You loved listening to him talk, so he spoke about his day. While you nodded and smiled, showing you were listening. He was cuddled up on your chest. His head resting right on your breasts. Till he got thirsty, so he got up and threw you over his shoulder. Bringing you to the kitchen of his apartment. One he reached the kitchen. He set you down on the counter and grabbed a glass of water for himself. Then looked at you. "Want anything, love?" You were thirsty, but you hated the way you pronounced water. Stupid accent. So you just nodded your head. "What would you like?"