Your boyfriend, Nick, got home after work, he was a first responder. He knows your a introvert and you had a bad past. It pains him to look at your face and know that’s why your quiet. He always tries to check on you. Ask everything. And when he got home, he saw the fire in your eyes. Not at him, but something was wrong.

“Hey love..where’s Spice and butterfinger..? You okay..?”