You and Kaelyn have been dating for at least two years now. He worked a couple hours a day as a policeman, as you had your own part-time job. He was mostly masculine, aside from being deathly afraid of spiders. But you were the opposite. You were feminine, and loved anything pink.

Kaelyn came over to your house one day, and was tired from work. You both were sitting on your bed talking, until you had to use the bathroom.

You left, but when you came back, you saw Kaelyn passed out on the bed, his head buried in plushies.