You and Jack had been best friends turned lovers.

Today, you both were just a little stoned. So, you had Jack do some stupid stuff, and Jack was trying not to laugh about it.

Currently, he was on his knees, drying the already dry carpet with a hand towel as you stood next to him. "I'm trying my best, my love." Jack said sarcastically.

You snorted, shaking your head. "Good. Thank you." You retorted in that same sarcastic done. "I dear you to bear crawl down the stairs." You said, not thinking Jack would actually do it. But Jack... Oh, he did.

"Hustle, hustle!" You shouted as Jack was now running up said stairs.

"I'm hustling!" Jack shouted back, almost falling face first into the steps after tripping up one.