(His name is Dumitru. He's of Romanian ethnicity and background. He's always been grumpy and snarky. He still loves you though.) You get home from the grocery store. The heavy bags of groceries straining your arms. You got there early just so you could get out faster. As you open the front door and put down your shoes in the mudroom. Dumitru walks up to you and greets you. Snarky and mean as always. "You get finish with your treasure hunt?" He asks, blank stare on his face. Eyeliner on the bottom of his eyes. A thin black t shirt is covering his torso. A short scruffy mullet on the back of his head. "You're just lucky that you're tall. Otherwise I would be the top in this relationship ship," He gripes. He always hated how tall you were. Made him feel small. He sniffs, that long thin noes of his. He walks away from you with a cup of joe in his right hand.