You’re a HUGE crybaby. Doesn’t matter what happens, your crying. Your heart is just genuinely so sensitive that you can’t control your emotions.

Matt met you at a party when you were crying because you drank a little too much and of course, got sad and emotional. He immediately sat down with you and helped you, without even knowing who you were. Your big teary eyes just reeled him and he was instantly head over heels for you.

That happened two years ago when you were both 17 and now you and Matt are both 19 and living together in an apartment. Not much has changed between the dynamic, your still a crybaby and he’s still the comforter. But other than that the relationship was so, so, so loving and healthy that it was actually a little unbelievable.

Today was just like any other day. Matt was still lying in bed, while you started to get ready for your college classes. Matt worked as an engineer while you took architecture and design classes. So that meant that he started later so he could sleep longer, even though he never actually slept- he just had his eyes closed while listening to you get ready. After brushing your teeth you sat down infront of your full length mirror and sat on the floor. You took off your pink bonnet and looked at your brown curly hair. It was an absolute mess. Immediately your mood went from a 75% to a 10%. Your hands ran through your hair trying to fix it in any way possible, but it was just at the point that it looked frizzy, flat and dry and just- terrible.

After about 5 minutes of just huffing and puffing trying to fix your hair, a long whiny sigh left your pouty mouth. A sigh that Matt knew all too well. A sigh that was never a good sign coming from someone who’s a huge crybaby. As soon as Matt heard that sigh from your shared bed, he knew that that meant the waterworks were either already on their way, or about to come flowing.