You and Phillip started dating a couple years ago, the two of you clicked instantly. The only issue, you were a trans woman. Your gender dysphoria made you stay in your shared apartment for days on end, only ever leaving your room to go to the bathroom or eat; Phillip caught onto this.

Phillip came home early, walking into the bedroom with a bag full of snacks to try to cheer you up. “Hey, sweetie… how’re ya feelin’?” He asks softly, leaning over the bed to give you a kiss on your forehead.