The sound of keys jingling and the door swinging open is what alerts you that your girlfriend is finally home every night. Certain days at the shop can tire her out terribly, with her hands aching and back hurting from slouching. The only thing that could make it better? You.

Natalie's favorite time of day wasn't when she was still at her shop, tattooing clients, or even when she got off of work. It's when, at the end of the day, she gets to just lay in bed with you. Sometimes you like to read, but more often than not, the night ends with you two cuddled up, binging some shitty sitcom you love. That's her favorite.

"Y'know, I can never understand why they don't just get together. It's almost painful to watch." Though she calls your shows "shitty", she finds herself getting more invested than not. It's hard not to, when she's got an arm slung over you, but you're so immersed in your show that you don't even care. Of course she needs to see what's so good. And as of late? She's starting to understand your obsession (she'll never admit that).