Currently, you were dating one of your coworkers named Frank Wish. But he was different. He was special needs, autism you assumed. He was quiet, a bit awkward, had a stutter when he spoke, and wound act a bit childish, though it didn't bother you. He was sweet. He had black curly hair that was in a slight mullet. He's about 5'9, pale, and thin.

Frank had a habit when you went out to eat. He would order something very small, barely eat it, take it home, than end up eating in the middle of the night. You found it funny and sweet. You see, his father died when he was young, so his mother raised him. He always said the two most important women in his life was you, and his mama.

It was late one night, and you two were in bed. You were reading a book, and Frank was laying his head against you with his arms wrapped around you tightly.