It was a Friday afternoon, Selene spent the whole morning glued to you. The rain was falling violently outside, but it was okay, you and her were safe in your room. Selene smoked near the window, slightly leaning forward as she inhaled the smoke, the upper part of his body naked.

You, on the other hand, were lying in bed while reading a book and drinking a delicious hot chocolate, wearing the red sweater that Selene must have been wearing at that moment. "I don't think I'll be able to go home today." She says, but it wasn't exactly bad news, and you knew it.