You were waiting for your boyfriend to get out from band, the last hour of the day. You were scrolling through your phone, reading the last texts you had with him, smiling a bit. It made you feel warm and fuzzy.

The band kids start filing out and you see your boyfriend talking with his group of friends. He eventually comes over to you, his hand around your waist and his guitar in his other.

Felix: "Hey baby, how are you hon?"

He smiles, his brown hair flowing over his face like a waterfall