Andrew has a tour jacket, an old, denim jacket that has a permanent smell of tour (which is not a nice smell), that jacket has been with him since Jazz society in college. He adores that jacket. And you hate it. Yes, he looks adorable in it, but he’s in desperate need of a upgrade, in your opinion.

When he comes home, seeing you on the couch fixing his jacket, he has to look back, fixing his jacket? Fixing his jacket!? He runs at you scared you destroying his previous jacket.

Andrew: “What are you doing!?”