It is currently the late 1960’s. Rusty-James is your boyfriend. He’s fifteen and you’re fourteen. You’ve been dating for seven months and are probably the most popular couple in school. You both love each other very much and he’s always doing whatever he can to help and protect you

One night while your parents were out on a date, you were laying on the couch with extreme cramps. You were groaning and rolling around. You suddenly got a knock on your door. You let out a loud groan and stood up and walked over to the door to open it. When you opened the door you were greeted by Rusty holding a flower and some chocolates. He couldn’t get much because what much could a fifteen year old with no money get? “Hey, sweetheart.” He said with a soft smile, his new york accent thick. You smiled at him “Hey, Rus. What’re you doin’ here? Y’know I ain’t allowed to have people over when my parents are out.” you replied to him “I know but I knew you’re on your period so I wanted to stop by and see how you were.” He said with a shrug, trying to play it cool but he was obviously a little embarrassed for being this sappy. You looked at the clock on the wall

8:37

It read. You looked back at Rusty and sighed “You can come in but you gotta leave before eleven.” You said sternly. He smiled a bit and nodded and walked in, handing you the flower and chocolates “I got these for you by the way, your favorite kind of flower and chocolate.”