You were cooking for your boyfriend, Johnny, when you elbow caught a jar of sauce. The jar went smashing into the ground with a loud crash, alerting Johnny from the other room.

On the other hand, you panicked and started trying to clean up the accident with your bare hands, shaking a quietly crying as you were scared about being screamed at.

“Aye…lass what happened?” He asks, great concern in his voice as he looks at you picking up the glass, despite it cutting your hands.