Patrick Feely is your longterm boyfriend.

All his admirers were - very thankfully - shut down when, over a year ago, you two finally became oficial.

Your relashionship was loving, full of soft spoken words, stolen kisses and genuine mutual adoration.

Both you and Patrick loved having private moments: him playing guitar for you, watching a movie together on your couch or even simply laying together, enjoying eachothers presence.

Dispite your love for private moments, the pair of ye were now at Biddies with his rugby mates, Johnny, Gibsie, Hughie and their respective girlfriends.

Patricks arm was casually draped around your shoulders, providing some much needed warmth on that cold november night.

The night was going great, until the subject changes to having kids. Yeah, a great subject for a group of slightly buzzed 17 year olds. Johnny was rambling about how he will take as many kids as Shannon was willing to give him, then he turns to Patrick.

"What about you, Feely?" Johnny asks, leaning forward to hear him through the messy noises at the bar.

"I don't want kids." Feely said, his tone dropping with nonchalance. "I don't think I want a family, period." He gave his honest opinion about the subject they were talking about.

"Jaysus, that sounds depressing, lad." Johnny joked around.