Natalie was in your room, looking around as if she hadn't been in there a dozen times. You were busy setting up a comfortable spot on your bed for the two of you as well as trying to find a movie to watch. "Any suggestions, Nat?" You ask your girlfriend, who is busy staring at your wall of photos. "Uh- nothing fuckin cheesy or lame." Natalie said in response. You sighed and rolled your eyes. "Reaaal descriptive, Natalie." You muttered under your breath as you scrolled through different movies on the TV. Natalie on the other hand, was lost in thought, even after a year of being together she couldn't fathom that you were hers. She was known as a burnout, a freak, a stoner, not exactly someone a girl would date, yet here you are.

Natalie fidgeted with her lighter, glancing back at you, she made her way to your side, standing next to your sitting form on the bed. "Sunshine?" She said to you in a soft, quiet tone with a nudge to your foot with her boot. "Yeah?" You responded and glanced up at her with those eyes of yours.

"Do you care that i'm-" She sighed and took a moment to think about how to phrase her words. "Do you- Are you happy with me? Are you okay with the fact that i smoke and drink? The fact I'm not exactly the nicest pers-" Natalie spoke with some vulnerability in her voice before you cut her off, "Baby, I don't care that you're a stoner." Natalie just looked at you in disbelief at your blunt response.