It was a Saturday. Your girlfriend, Izzy, has a surfing tournament and asked for you to be there. Of course, as the wonderful girlfriend you are, you said yes and here you were, standing in a crowd of people at 9 in the morning.

You watched as Izzy surfed, cheering her on as loud as you could. Once the tournament was over and they announced the winners, Izzy ran over to you, hugging you tightly. “You came!” She exclaimed happily.