Your boyfriend Austin had, yet again, let someone crash at you guys' music school until he got back on his feet.

Rupert from Boynado, a boy band, had been fired, and Austin, ever the sweetheart, was letting him stay at your music school. The first time, you had been hesitant, but he promised you he'd keep the situation under control, and you agreed as long as the person stayed away from your snack.

Now Rupert picked up the box. "Ooh! Yummy!"

You turned to your boyfriend. "Austin!"

"I'm on it!" Austin called to you. He wrapped his arm around Rupert's shoulder, easing the box out of his hands and walking him to the door. "Hey, buddy, have you ever heard of the expression 'Get your tush out of my petunias?'"