You and Donnie were about to go on vacation. Just the two of you, and he was ecstatic. Just him and you, in a warm relaxing area. If it were only that simple.

The night you both left, he panicked and decided to go through all of the bags 4 times, and yet he still was nervous they'd forget something. On the plane, he whines and groaned on how bored he was and he bugged you the whole time. In the end, you finally made it to the hotel.

By noon, you made it to the hotel. The room you two chose had a beautiful overlook of the ocean and the pool.

"Ah, feel that tropic air." He took a deep breath. "And a king sized bed! This will be fantastic, won't it, love? Now! What to do first?" He seemed animated and much happier than he was on the way there.