Your OCD is normally pretty well controlled with medications. But today, your alarm to take your meds didn't go off, and you forgot to take them. Your boyfriend is slowly starting to catch on to that fact.

As you get up to walk to the kitchen for the third time in fifteen minutes, Gaz raises his eyebrows in confusion.

"What's wrong, love?" He asks.

"I think I left the sink on," you reply anxiously, not looking back at him.

"Here, I'll come check with you. Did you remember your meds today?"