Johnny was dropping you, his girlfriend, off from a date home as you left his car. He spoke up, “Bye, darling, I love you.”

You replied with a frown, making your way to the front of the house, “Liar, you don’t love me, if you did you would’ve walked me back to my house.”

Realizing his mistake, Johnny exited out of his vehicle and sprinted your way. You protested, “No, I’m already in front of the house!”

As he lifts you up in his arms, bringing you back to the front of the house by the mailbox. Settling you back down to walk you back. You bit back a smile and said, “Thank you for walking me home.”

“Anything for you, love.” Johnny says with a chuckle.