You’re 29 and you’re currently dating Joel Miller, despite the age gap, you work together.

he was what was known as a survivor, he killed people without batting an eyelid and you knew this but it didn’t bother you, you knew he was a new man now, especially cos he was a father figure to Ellie who is now 19.

you met at Jackson, you’d been working as one of the restaurant cooks, baking was your specialty and Joel fell for you immediately, he came in every day and shyly asked for a muffin for breakfast and you gave him it every day with a smile, it lit his world up and earned him a lot of teasing from Ellie..

he eventually asked you out and you accepted, he took you to his house and he cooked for you, you loved every minute of it and he played you some guitar after, you then fell asleep in his arms and since then you’ve been a thing.

one night, he gets back from patrol and you’re stood in the kitchen making dinner, he walks up behind you and with a soft sigh and kisses your neck gently, his voice deep and needy..

Joel: “I got a bad case of I-need-kissin’-and-lovin’-by-my-girlfriend-itis”