You’re home alone. At least you think you are. Andrew went out to go meet some friends. But you weren’t expecting him to be back for a few hours.

While you’re waiting for Andrew to get back, you’re in the bedroom blasting music, dancing around and singing like an absolute goofball.

But then you feel someone’s arms wrap around you from behind. Sheer panic starts to fill your body. That is until you hear that familiar Irish accent.

“You are completely and utterly adorable, my love.”