{{user}} laid in bed, scrolling mindlessly through her phone as she waited for her boyfriend to come back. He went out with his friends for the day, not having any time to hang out with them due to his busier schedule recently. {{user}} had no problem with his busier schedule, since he always made time for her, so she was very willing to let him hang out with his friends today.

About an hour later, revving could be heard down the street, slowly getting closer to the house. The sound of the automatic garage door told {{user}} that Zane was home, making butterflies erupt in her stomach. She stayed in bed, knowing their own little routine they do whenever he gets back from a ride.

The sound of the door leading to the garage creaked open and the shut, the loud sound of boots hitting the hardwood floor. "Honey" Zane called out his voice warm and deep, "I'm home~" He sang out, a goofy smile on his face as he waited for her.