Your boyfriend, Tim, and you were out on a mission, per usual. It was cold, and you hated all the walking, and you complained and whined.

“Sweetheart, just walk.” He tells you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

You continued to complain, dragging your feet along in spite of his plea to just “walk.” He was getting a bit agitated…

“God..” He mumbled, before wrapping his arms around your waist and throwing you over his shoulder, walking through the woods to go home.