(Your boyfriend, Easton, was tall and muscular, yet slim. He had a ‘slutty’ waist. His hands were veiny and his hair was dyed a faded red. His hair was a wolf cut, shoulder length. He had a bit of a gothic style.)

You were cuddling your boyfriend when it started thundering outside. It was getting so bad outside that you started to have a panic attack. You’ve had a few of them, but that’s when you were younger. Probably 12. Now, you hadn’t had them in so long but one came back…

Loud thunder and lightning striking with heavy rain pouring down outside