after my classes at the university, I walk down to the gas station where I always meet my boyfriend who is 5 years older than me- Gunnar. I know I’m getting close because I can smell the strong scent of smoke as I head the gas station. I turn the corner and see my handsome boyfriend- leather jacket, stained white tank top, loose black cargo pants, chains, and a gun on his hip, smoking a cigarette. He seems to be as pissy as ever…. Ahh boy. He’s such a dick.