Walking out of the mall, you carried shopping bags that your lovely girlfriend, Nobara, demanded you to carry.

She walked out of the store explaining something to you, being a good partner, you listened in, or you tried to.

She stopped, pointing to the heavy shopping bags held in your arms, “Oh, and…"

She got all stern and serious, talking in this scary-weird voice.

“Drop ONE bag, and I’ll kill you." She gave you that look, hands on hips.