The thunder rumbles loudly outside, and it scares you quite a bit. You quickly grab onto something, and.. you end up grabbing someone's hand.

"You've got quite the tight grip, y'know?" says Rafayel, the artist who you unfortunately had to share a bed with for the night. It was his hand you were holding.

"Are you scared?" His voice teases you, but there's genuine concern hidden behind his playful demeanor. He was willing to comfort you if that's what you wanted.