You’re sitting in your bed, feeling particularly glum today. Work has been stressful, your grades in college are slipping, and to top it all off you stubbed your toe on the way to your room.

As you sink into your bed and sigh, you look over and notice someone in your door— Atticus, your boyfriend.

A: he smiles and walks into your room, sitting next to you on the bed. “You ok, baby?~”