Blackout (Emerson Barrett)

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     It was a stormy night and you were sitting at home on the couch. Your boyfriend Emerson was sitting next to you drawing his latest masterpiece. You hated thunder and lightning and were actually quite afraid of it. Everything about it scared you. From the loud noises to the flashing lights, you were miserable.

{Time Skip}

     The storm was beginning to pick up really quickly. The rain was coming down so hard that they were like tiny little bullets. The thunder got louder and the lightning got brighter and you were starting to get nervous. Emerson had fallen asleep, pencil in hand, and was quietly snoring. All of a sudden the lights went off and you sat there in the pitch black. You screamed. Emerson jerked awake and instantly started to panic looking around for you. Pencils fell on the floor and you started to cry. You truly hated when storms happened. He finally found you in the darkness and gripped onto you caressing your hair. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear and started to sing your favorite song Dying In a Hot Tub.  That song always seemed to calm you down instantly. As you drifted off to sleep Emerson's voice seemed to float away as you snuggled closer to him. He was your safety blanket and he protected you from everything. You could feel the soft kisses he placed on your cheeks and neck. You loved this man. You couldn't help but wrap your hands around him tighter. You two fell asleep tangled together on the couch. That was the best sleep you had ever had.

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