“Jesus Christ! Talk to me—I already said I’m sorry…” Jason snapped, breaking the the silence in the car.

“I know it’s the last game of the season…I’m sorry, alright…” He had managed to miss every single one of your basketball games this year—but you really thought he would pull through this time…guess not.

He looked at you from the rear view mirror—you went as far as to sit in the backseat to show how mad at him you really are…now your giving him the silent treatment.