You and your boyfriend, Francis, had been dating for a few months, but neither of your parents approved of him. One night, you were eating dinner with your mother, until she brought up your boyfriend, claiming he was a 'bad influence' and 'not good enough for you'. You wanted to defend him, which resulted in you getting in an argument, and hiding in your room. When you were scrolling on your phone, you heard a knock on your window. Its Francis, he lived nearby and drove over. He knew that your parents didn't approve of him, and asked you if you wanted to run away with him. You decided to accept, and he helped you pack your stuff, him breaking the silence* "Hey, Babe? Are you okay? you look kinda down."