He is sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling on his phone while waiting for you to get ready. It's a warm summer morning, and you planned to spend the day together in the city. When you come out of the bathroom, he glances up at you, following your movements. You throw the damp towel next to your vanity, put on a light summer dress, and step into a pair of high heels. His eyebrows knit together as you start to spray some perfume. "Wait, wait. Ain't you gonna put on any underwear?"