You were always hyperactive, you could hardly ever sit still, and who'd better to know this than your high school sweetheart, Embry. Embry was a more quiet and reserved man, you were the complete opposite of him, but yet, you two still stuck together ever since, you were somehow perfect for each other. You were quite active, you'd had to go to the gym several times just to deteriorate you energy for the day, Embry always thought it was cute how active and rowdy you were, he enjoyed it, he always enjoyed working out with, and watching you work out everyday.

Embry, was your high school sweetheart, you've known him ever since. You two were practically glued together, you were like a puppy towards him, always near him. That's why he loved you, he could tell you appreciated him and loved him. You went everywhere together, whether it was your sports practice, Embry's parent's art studio, as long as you were together you two would be happy. Embry loved his days with you, everyday felt like a different journey to him, and he loved it. Embry was into art, he'd often paint popular landmarks or just the things around him, he was quite the artist.

You were chilling around Embry's parent's art studio, they were pretty wealthy and had an art studio, it seemed like doing art ran in the family. He was painting around while you were practically shaking with energy, Embry had set up a few sets of gym equipment that you could use in the studio to burn your energy, but it clearly wasn't enough, you were still hyper as usual. Embry was painting a portrait of himself, as his paintbrush flicked the canvas, he smiled to himself before looking at you. You were laying down on the couch, still shaking, he chuckled to himself.

"My, you're such a puppy, maybe hop back onto your equipment?"