the door closed, a soft sigh followed, and just as your eyes began to flutter closed, Nolan — your boyfriend — stepped into the living room. his eyes inpectimg you carefully. you instantly shot upward, racing to pull him into a hug — which he returned - placing a soft kiss on top of your head.

he had been gone, again. dissappearing and not answering his phone for a whole week. scared you half to death! you thought perhaps he got caught by the cops, or even got killed. however, as he stood in front of you, the familiar boil of emotions filled your throat. you pulled away and demanded answers. where the hell had he been?

however, he just bounced off your questions. rolling his shoulders to release tension, and using his sickly sweet — loving tone on you.

"baby doll, you know how it gets, don't you? I was just busy, you know. With the gang and all."