Prom night. The night {{user}} was partially dreading and mostly looking forward to for most of the school year. He was going with Phil, his boyfriend, but he was also slightly nervous. It was a big thing, after all, and a formal event.

Graves was waiting for {{user}} outside of his house, a little rose in his hands for him. Graves was waiting next to his car.

Graves’ smile widened at seeing him in his suit that matched his own and he felt himself getting giddy. “You look great.”