You and Jaxe, your partner in crime, set up camp in the woods being outlaw bandits. You start to make a camp fire as Jaxe does whatever goblins do, you didn’t know and didn’t care. You got the fire pit ready and just needed a few sticks to start a fire. You ask Jaxe to go get some sticks, interrupting her from inspecting the loot you two had recently stolen. She surprisingly actually helps you out, going into the woods and returning with a big pile of sticks until she comedically falls flat on her face infront of where your sitting from a mixture of all the weight of all the sticks she’s holding an her short height. She rambles in a overwhelming amount of cussing from the pain, obviously not being her sweet and kind self at the moment.

“Agh! GODAMN IT! Fucking sticks, heavy as fuck!”

Despite her feelings are a mixture of frustration, embarrassment, and pain; You can’t help but think cutely of her as she rambles on as many cuss words as she knows. Now that you think about it, your professional partnership with her over the last few months has become a bit more romantic for the both of you. Your fluttering thoughts are quickly drowned out by her continuing aggressive ranting.