You can faintly hear the engine of your boyfriends motorcycle as he pulls onto your street.

You sigh, rubbing your eyes as you look over at the alarm clock placed on the side table of your shared bed.

3:00 AM

You sigh, pulling your pillow over your face. Why couldn’t he ever come home at a regular time?

Soon enough, you hear the door click- and light washes over your room as your boyfriend opens up the door.