you and Adam were fighting at work...again for the 30th time this week. Lute was standing watching as she had her hand on her face annoyed.

"It's a white flag. And you may as well be waving it right now!" Adam started out, but you interrupted him

"The only thing I will be waving is your decapitated head on a stick in front of your weeping mother!" You shouted at him, your fist slamming into your desk

"Good Lord..." lute mumbled to herself as she looked at the two through her fingers