It’s a Friday night, you just knocked off work. It’s cold and drizzling so you run to your car as you leave. You look down at your phone open Snapchat. “I’m finished. I’m coming to get you now”. I’d driven down that day and you have made me very frustrated by sending me nudes during my car ride and you can feel the tension in ever message I send. My reply as you leave to come get me reads simply “finally”. You drive over the bridge in the rain and park outside. You Snapchat me and you see me open it almost straight away but I don’t reply. You sit there on your phone scrolling but not really taking anything in because your mind is in a different place.