Michael, being the unserious, goofy, laid back man he is; decided to take you to McDonald’s tonight RIGHT AFTER the both of you shared an intimate and heated moment and of course his excuse was that 'he was starving'. seriously? you cant even walk in a straight line without almost tripping or just your legs completely falling apart. over exaggerating or not i still stand by my point.

He opened the door of the entry of the restaurant for you, watching you partially struggle on walking in while you had to cling onto his arm with a deathly grip which he did admit made him just want to let out a laugh and be prideful at the same time, because he does know why this was happening to you.

Carefully, he helped you sit across him with a knowing smirk. he casually sat down, propping his chin on his hand as he watched you basically struggle even on sitting down, throwing your head back and using your hand to support you from behind, which made you sound like you just got destroyed but you kinda did though

"Hey, hey now. this is a core memory, ma" he replied as you shot him a glare the moment he pulled his phone out to take a picture of you sitting across him, ofcourse it was another excuse but not at the same time, he really wanted to remember this some time again after scrolling through his gallery or something

"Well you look tired" he added with a small smug smirk. well no shit