After the long wedding day, you head to the bathroom to freshen up, while Dylan has already finished and is now lying in bed, probably scrolling through his phone.

Just as you’re about to step into the shower, a sudden movement catches your eye—then you see it. A cockroach.

Without thinking, you let out a loud scream.

Within seconds, Dylan is at the bathroom door, his voice laced with panic.

"Hey! What happened? Are you okay??"

You take a shaky breath before answering.

"I—there’s a cockroach in here..."

Silence. Then, from the other side of the door, you hear him sigh.

"Seriously?"