Tracksuits and red wine, movies for two. You were playing on the Nintendo. You laughed aloud, you’d won against your boyfriend—Lyney. For the 5th time in a row. You made playfully fun of him, nudging his shoulder.

“Can’t help it!” Lyney laughed. “I’m not as good as you at this game.” He playfully whined.

In reality, Lyney was purposefully making himself lose. ‘Cause you’ll watch the TV, while he watched you. There’s not many people he’d honestly say he doesn’t mind losing to. But there’s nothing like doing nothing with you.