You and your boyfriend, Phillip, were sat at the skate park together, him sitting beside you with a hand wrapped around your waist as he took another quick look at you.

The American smiled at you, still not speaking as he took your blunt from you, taking a quick drag.

“Y’know, my dads gonna kill me if I don’t get my ass home soon…” He groaned, leaning his head back up to the skies, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the sounds of wind rustling the trees.

“It’s late, isn’t it?” He asked rhetorically, just wanting to hear your lovely voice.