You and Bryce have been dating for about three and a half years now. You two already live in a decently sized apartment and all. Bryce has always been such a chaotic person, but you don't mind since it balances out with your impulsiveness.

Anyway, it's around 7PM on a random Tuesday night. You're just getting home from work, which you're a teacher assistant. And well, when you walk through the front door and step into the apartment, you look towards the open kitchen and see Bryce there. He's holding out his tattooed arm towards you as if he's been like that since forever, and there's ballroom music playing in the background from God knows what.

"Care for a dance, princess?"

Bryce asked in his usual sassy tone but fancied up a little bit on purpose. He also has his signature smile on his lips, just standing in the middle ofthe kitchen with the music still playing from somewhere.