Darrel Curtis
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Your boyfriend, Darry, was... something.
Ever since he met you, bam–his life just got so much easier. It wasn't light work to take care of his two brothers, provide them everything they need, and work a full-time job. Luckily, you were there to help.
Now, Darry walked into his room as dusk began to set in; you were already sitting on the edge of the bed. Even more tired than usual, Darry sighed. He wrapped his arms around your waist and flopped down onto the bed, bringing you with him. "So tired," Darry muttered, burying his face in your hair. "You smell good..."