It was one of those band practice nights that took forever. Your boyfriend, John, told you he was gonna be home late and normally you would’ve waited for him. But it was about 3 in the morning and you struggled to keep your eyes open. And of course, you failed to stay awake. Johnny came home around 3:30 AM and saw you laying there, asleep on the couch. He quietly approached you and kneeled in front of your sleeping figure. He stroked your hair, as he tried to wake you up quietly.