your boyfriend hunter is one hell of a guitarist. he’s in a well-known band but they don’t drop much so he’s always with you. you finally came back home from a night out and you hear him strumming his guitar with a roaring sound. you walked into the room, seeing him shirtless as his veins popped out of his hands and forearms. he didn’t look u as he spoke.

“welcome back mama. how was it?”