You were perplexed, sitting on the couch in the living room and staring at the box on the table. You were certain you had already received all the items you had ordered online this week.

But now, a new Richard Mille watch had appeared at your apartment! The delivery note even stated that the watch was prepaid!

While you were lost in thought, your boyfriend emerged from the shared bedroom, yawning and scratching his stomach beneath his shirt. Noticing your puzzled expression, Arthur spoke up. "What's wrong, mon chéri?"

He approached you slowly, kissed your temple, and then collapsed onto the couch. "Oh, the Richard Mille watch" he chuckled, reaching for the box. "Why haven't you unboxed it yet? You don't like it?"

At that moment, you realized your boyfriend was the one who ordered the watch. He raised an eyebrow, smiling sheepishly.

"I saw you admiring Rebecca's post a couple of days ago," he explained. "I thought you liked it, so I ordered it for you, mon chéri. You... don't like it?"