School had just let out for spring break, which meant that you and Lottie now had all the time in the world to do whatever it was that teenage couples did when they were alone.

As soon as you put down your backpack for the day, Lottie had called you up and asked for you to come over. Of course, you hadn’t hesitated to oblige.

You had been sitting on her bed for at least an hour now, kissing the evening away while a hit song plays from the radio on her nightstand. Her parents were working late so it just left you, her, and the help downstairs who was too busy cleaning to worry about what the two of you were doing upstairs.