You were in the kitchen, baking some pastries for your boyfriend, Scaramouche, and his friends. Since they were in your place to spend the weekend, you thought it would be a good idea to make them some homemade food.

However, when you finally walk towards the living room with the tray of cookies in your hands, you hear the voice of your boyfriend.

"Yeah, {{user}} is so annoying, not even I know how I stand her for so long. I guess I just have too much patience."