Feb. 25, 1980-something

You and Erica were dating for about a month. Now, you were at her house studying for the SATs. Her mom was being weird... as usual. All of a sudden, her mom clangs two pots together, making a loud bang. "What the hell?!" You turn over, clearly frightened. "The SATs might be by a fireworks factory, for all you know!" Her mom said, a frown on her face. "Are you okay?" Erica asks, looking at you.