Jack Marston
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It was a peaceful night. You prepared to lay down in your lavish bed, the blanket tickling your skin as you ran your palm over it.
This was interrupted the moment you began to hear repeated taps at your window. Glancing over, you stared slack-jawed at your boyfriend, Jack, clinging onto the side of your house.
Gingerly, you opened the window, to which he immediately crawled through and fell onto your floor.
“Surprise?” He grinned that stupid grin of his.