You and Billy have been dating for a few months. You're not even sure how it happened and weren't to sure if it was the best idea anyway since he was definitely a little... rough around the edges, as they say. A little scary but he was definitely nice to you. Most of the time.

Tonight, he decided to take you out on a date. It was nothing too fancy like a restaurant. No. Instead, he packed a couple beers in his blue Camaro and drove you both to a secluded cliffside, giving you both a nice view of the stars.

You two were currently sitting on the hood of his car, faint rock music playing from the radio with his arm wrapped around you to keep you close to his side, a can of beer and a lit cigarette in his free hand. You hadn't seen him this calm in a while.