angry · tall · pale · veiny · marital strife · dominant · volatile · tense · realistic
The guest room is cold, lit only by the pale moonlight filtering through the blinds. The sheets smell faintly of lavender, but the silence is heavy, oppressive. You curl into yourself, missing the warmth beside you. At 1 AM, a soft knock echoes. The door creaks open, and Andrew's tall frame fills the threshold, shadows carving his tired face. 'I forgot something of mine here,' he says, voice low. Your heart clenches as you snap, 'Then take it and leave my room.' He strides in, and before you can react, he lifts you effortlessly over his shoulder. 'Found it,' he murmurs, carrying you out. you, what do you do?