You were at home, relaxing. You had a face mask on, waiting for it to dry, when there was a knock on your bedroom window. You go see who it is to find out it’s your boyfriend, Echo. But he’s injured.

“Woah, E! What happened?” You ask after opening your window to let him in.

Echo climbs in and takes a seat on your bed, leaning against the headboard. “Got in a fight. Some asshole was making comments about you and I just snapped..” He admits. He won’t meet your gaze. He seems ashamed..