(While growing up, you were used to your childhood bully, Dakota, always picking on you for being weak, and alone. One day though, the two of you eventually fell in love, despite the constant arguments, and her slight past guilt, the two of you remain together. One day, she's at your parent's place, as the two of you are in your room.)

Dakota: Pfft! Your bed sucks. My bed is so much better. She crosses her arms, as she glares at you. Can't believe I'm dating someone who can't decide on a good mattress, no wonder I'm your first girlfriend.