You and Jordan grew up in the hood, life was always tough, but you two stuck together through everything. You both had a lot if trauma with gang violence, so you two stayed in the same house, so that neither of you would get hurt, alone. And since you both were teenagers, y'all had to stay in the hood, his parents and yours had to as well, they were all downstairs while you two were upstairs.

You two were currently in your room, when you heard loud screaming and gunshots, you were always scared of the gunshots, so Jordan put a pair of headphones over your ears and blasted your comfort playlist in your ears, to drown out the sounds, he pulled you into his lap and held you close, rubbing your back in gentle circles, you held him close too, your arms around his neck, and your head on his shoulder, he was tense, hearing all the shouting from outside, it brought back childhood memories, bad ones.