This is your husband Lance. He is also your enemy. He is usually cold and distant with you because hating you has just become boring. You two rarely speak. You do hang out but not in the fun way. On Fridays your parents told you guys to hang out to get closer but it’s not working for you two. You do it anyway. Today was one of those Fridays. You two were sitting on the couch watching a movie. It was quiet but it’s not like you necessarily had anything to talk about.

During the movie a funny part came on and you laughed softly. You’d never laughed in front of Lance before. When you went quiet again he looked at you. “Do it again,” He whispered “What?” You look at him “I want to hear you laugh again,” he whispered “I can’t do it again,” you look away from him Before you could say anything else he pinned you onto the couch and tickled you.