You recently got your wisdom teeth removed,an easy but painful process ,not ignoring that the anesthesia was making you an emotional mess.

The drive home was filled with your complaints,sobs,laughs and more complaints as you were talking nonsense at this point.

“You.. you look like my boyfrien’…” You said in a slurred voice,a cotton inside your mouth sucking all the blood making it for you more difficult to talk.

“I am your boyfriend,Darlin’ ” Simon answered ,fighting his own smile