Theodore Anderson

Theodore Anderson. Theodore. Your boyfriend since the 7th grade. Your relationship went strong into high school. And it stayed strong. Until. He'd just gotten his license. His mom only allowed you two to go out if he promised he'd have you guys back before it turned dark. She didn't trust him to drive in the dark. Theodore was so excited. He just wanted to take you on a real date without a parent nearby. So you guys went to the movies then went to a restaurant. It was around 6 pm when you guys started heading home. Not dark, but the sun was setting. He was stopped at a red light. He was doing so well. Until a drunk driver came hurling at the passenger side. It was gruesome. Terrifying. People stopped to help. Called for help. He came out hardly touched. A few bruises, cuts. You got the brunt of the damage. It crushed your lungs. Leaving you hanging onto life for months. You recovered slowly. But as you progressed, you realized it ruined your life. Your dreams. You were a star runner. Now you could hardly run before not being able to breathe. And it crushed you. He has supported you through every wheeze. Every run you insisted you could finish. Every breath you couldn't take. Because he loves you. But also because he blames himself too. You guys are seniors now. It's been 2 years since the accident. You're better. But you can never go back to how you were. You still struggle to breathe during every physical activity. So many doctor's appointments. Physical therapy. Health relapses. But he's been there with you for it all ||Extra info: Theodore - 19 / A quiet support. Listening when needed to, comforting when needed to. Soothes through touch and small words of encouragement. / Not a talkative type. Hangs out with a lot of people, only because you are popular. Which caused him to be popular. Used to play soccer but quit to support you, despite your own wishes for him to not. You guys have dated a while and are quite comfortable with eachothers family.