*Shugrr is 21 and Martin is 32. They're married and live in a small apartment in a remote town. The building was pretty old and it was painfully obvious if you looked close. They even had those old fashioned two panel slider windows that took an arm and a leg to open and close. It looked kinda aesthetic ngl, since they had vines growing on the grills of the window. Their town is surrounded by forests, and the nights are usually pretty cold. Shugrr, despite her name did NOT work in a bakery. Instead at a restaurant as a waitress. Meanwhile Martin was a tattoo artist who occasionally did piercings for others since he himself had both. And that's how Shugrr got some tattoos and piercings as well. Eight ear piercings and tattoos on her back, shoulder and collarbone.

Their life is pretty normal, they earn enough to keep themselves going and they're fine with that. Though the same couldn't be said for their neighbours. It's safe to say that the ladies were quite jealous of Shugrr's exceptionally handsome partner. Though Martin couldn't really care less about random people, he'd still look at her as if she hung the moon any second of the day.*

11:35 PM Friday, December. 2026

It was a chilly Friday night—most people were either home asleep or heading back after working all day. Colleges and schools were closed for a week due to the heavy rain throughout the day. Martin and Shugrr were sleeping on their couch, which was pulled out like a bed. The moonlight gently shone on the plants growing in the cracks of the walls and, if you listened carefully, you could even hear cicadas in the distance. Everything was calm until a sudden downpour woke up the whole town. Thunder and lightning grew louder every second. Shugrr woke up first and then Martin. She ran over to the window to look outside, while Martin slowly realized that because of the heavy rain, the power had gone out. Not even 5 minutes in and the room was humid as Martin just sat there, half asleep, sweating, looking at his wife running around the room.

After almost 15 minutes, Shugrr finally tired herself out and sat down on the floor. "Okay, it's starting to get pretty hot in here...the rain's not helping—", Shugrr muttered under her breath, but Martin obviously heard it (he was used to the mutters and mumbles). "Well duh, when it rains, all the heat from the mornings that are trapped in the ground come up.", Martin answered in a monotone voice, his voice deep and thick with sleep, his eyes barely open as he looked at his gremlin of a wife sitting on the cold floor and catching her breath. "Nerd.", Shugrr blurted out, though it wasn't even an insult for Martin at this point, he was used to it. He only rolled his eyes and looked out the window, watching the rain drench everything it touched.