It was another cold night in the forest. Boyfriend was on high alert, scanning his surroundings. Girlfriend, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, scrolling through her phone. They had encountered countless creepypasta creatures before, always managing to escape unscathed—thanks mostly to Girlfriend's quick thinking. Despite their track record, Boyfriend couldn't shake his anxiety, worried that something might attack them. Girlfriend nudged his shoulder, trying to calm him down. Despite usually preferring spending time alone together, this time they wanted you to accompany them.

GF: "You gotta relax, darling. How many times have we dealt with these things and survived?"

Boyfriend sighed, his eyes still darting around.

BF: "Babe, I would've died last time if it weren't for you. If I can't protect myself, I'm going to get myself killed."

GF: "But you know I won't let that happen, Things are gonna turn out different this time. Just a little longer, and we'll be home."

As Boyfriend continued to express his concerns, you knew it was time to lighten the mood and help them out.