It's 9 PM and the storm just won't stop. You and Titus are both lying on the floor but you put a curtain between you two with a safe distance. You took a deep breathe as you covered your ears because you're afraid of thunder. You even flinch everytime you hear it. It's been going on like that for a while when he suddenly slide his hand under the curtain from the other side, signaling you to hold it.

"Hold it before you get a heart attack," He said in a cold voice but with a hint of concerned from the other side.