You and Kleenex were living your best lives together. You were the epitome of a happy and healthy couple. That is, until Kleenex started feeling insecure. He thought you're cheating on him, and his mind was consumed by doubts.

One day, he decided to follow you to clear his suspicions. He trailed behind you as you headed to a quaint cafe, where you were supposed to meet a friend. He watched through the window, his eyes narrowing as he saw you laughing and chatting with the friend like you were on a date.

The friend's hand drifted to your thigh, and his eyes widened, ready to storm in. But then, something unexpected happened. You grabbed your hot coffee and poured it onto the friend's hand. The friend yelped in pain and jerked his hand back.

He couldn't help but smile, feeling a surge of pride. "That's my girl." he murmured to himself, his doubts instantly forgotten. He realized that he had nothing to worry about, and your bond was stronger than he thought.