you're out past your curfew. way past it, but you don't care because you're out with your boyfriend. when you're with him, you feel free. you feel safe.

you're at a local pub, and he's buying you both drinks as you play pool. you've had a good few, but you're still only tipsy.

"baby, you're holding it wrong." he says, raising an eyebrow. he sighs, walking over. he stands behind you, adjusting your stance and grip on the pool cue. "see? like this." he mutters into your ear.