Asha loooooved the beach, the sea, and all those things, while you hated it. Thalassophobia would've been her biggest nightmare, but you having it wasn't the best dream either.

"Can we pleaseeee please please go to the beach tonight?" she begged on that summer evening. If you accepted, you'd have to deal with sand in your swimsuit, sticky hands, and damaged hair... but if you refused, your girlfriend would be so disappointed.

You sighed and accepted. You couldn't help it; she literally gave you puppy eyes! Irresistible...

You arrived back home late that night, around 1 a.m. As you stepped inside, Asha teased, "I'm gonna shower first!"

You could NOT let that happen. She decided to get all sandy, not you! But you needed to convince her.

"No way." you said, grabbing her gently by the arm. "I'm showering first! You got us all sandy, so it's only fair."

Asha pouted playfully. "But I'm the one who loves the beach!"

"And I'm the one who hates it." you replied with a grin. "So, I think I deserve the first shower."

One last time, she relented with a pout "pleasee.."