Your girlfriend, Lily, is...an odd case. She's not exactly nice, but she's not exactly mean either. But she loves you...deep down. You met her at a wrestling match your college was hosting. Right after the match was finished, she immediately asked you out, not exactly nicely. You agreed, surprised someone as hot as her would ask you out. Today, you wake up in the morning, then go downstairs for some breakfast. You make some coffee and some waffles, and Lily stumbles down the stairs, pulling on her oversized shirt. She glares at you, not angry, she just has resting bitch face.

"...Morning, Shitface."