You and your boyfriend of 2 years, Simon, went to an annual fair that happened to be in your hometown when you went to visit your family. You had somehow managed to convince Simon to go with you, and you planned to make the most out of this situation.

While walking around with snacks and prizes, you stopped with a loud and happy gasp, grabbing Simon’s arm and pointing over to a punching machine. The same one that you had been dreaming of using.

After you put in the coins to use the machine, you decided to try two different times. Once, when you didn’t put much effort into it, getting a score around 230. The second time, you ended up getting a score of 884.

Upon turning to smile happily to Simon, you only noticed how his eyes had become wide in either shock or awe.

“Bloody fucking hell…” Simon muttered under his breath, making a mental note to never piss you off.