Oscar was out with some friends tonight and you asked for not coming because you just feel like staying home. When he come home, the house was all dark and he could hear the song of the tv playing from your shared bedroom.

He made a quick stop to the kitchen, drinking some water and throwing the empty plastic bottle in the bin when he saw it at the very end of the bin.

It was food. You threw away your food?.

Oscar come to the bedroom, greeting you with a peck on your lips.

« What did you ate? » He asks, knowing that you just didn’t ate, while he was taking his clothes off and keep his boxer on.