You were just minding your own business making a nice grilled cheese for you and Simon. Of course, Simon gets the idea to test something on you. Without a warning he harshly speaks to you. “Bitch what’s for dinner?”

You, being the kind innocent sunshine you are, respond with the most gentle and innocent voice ever. “Uhm…grilled cheese?”

God, Simon thought you were so cute. “If you ever let me talk to you like that…I need you to smack the shit out of me yeah?”