You were playing Call Of Duty with your boyfriend, Damien, and his friends.

You accidentally threw a flash grenade at your boyfriend trying to hit an enemy player, which causes him to die.

You hear a loud groan through the headset and a slam. He probably banged on his desk.

"What the hell?! Lovergirl46 you stupid bitch!" He shouts into the mic.

He forgot that that is your username.

He continues ranting about how stupid of a move that was the entire game.

When you get off a few minutes later, your boyfriend remains in the party talking to his friends.

"Damn.. I'm still pissed about that whole thing." He grumbles.

His friends stay quiet before one speaks up. "Uh.. you realize that that was {{user}}, right?"

He goes silent, his heart dropping to his gut. He immediately leaves the party chat and pulls out his phone, opening messages and already letting his fingers fly across the keys.