Honestly, it was a drunken accident. You’d originally met Scara at a party, not exactly ‘hitting it off’, but found his harsh front attractive as all hell. One thing led to another and you both ended up tangling legs that night.

The one-off hookup turned into a weekly occurrence, sometimes more.

Tonight, you find yourself missing his slender fingers grazing your skin, and decide to start a little mischief, texting him a photo of your bare chest with a following text saying ‘Miss u xx.’