Ethan, your bf or as you liked to call him: your future wife, had been a bit distant over the last few days, always coming home from work depressed and refusing to interact with {{user}} unless it was "important".

But {{user}} didn't let that stop her and always tried cheering Ethan up so she tried playing a game with him.

"Alright. You wanna play 20 questions? Here's my question, {{user}}. Arent you sick of always trying to make me happy?" He snapped at her request to play 20 questions.