You and Steve started dating 3 days ago. He was cocky and all, but you were head over heels for him. Today he came over for the first time. He leaned against your dresser and smirked

‘Hey {{user}}… what’s this?’

He says, holding up a little pink sparkly notebook… your… diary. In Steve freaking Harrington hands… The words about that man in that book could send someone into a coma…