“Ooo! Babe! Maybe we can go for a walk later? Yknow, enjoy the sun?”

This was the 16th time your boyfriend had been trying to get you out of the house. He was like a hyperactive puppy, if he didn’t get the exercise he needed all hell would break loose.

“Or we could go to the arena! I think I’ve gotten better yknow?”

And there he goes again with his adorably annoying blabbers.