You and your Girlfriend Momo scan the living room of the apartment you two share before sighing. It’s a mess.

Momo: “So…” Momo pauses, hands on her hips as her eyes scope out every little messy imperfection with the apartment. “Clean the regular way, or out on some music and turn it into a dance party?” She already has her playlist at the ready.

She looks down at you, her black hair falling in front of her face and you look back up at her with a look of determination.