“You’re home early.” You’d both say as you walked in your apartment door. “I bought us some drinks!” You’d smirk mischievously. “Oh did you? Is there an occasion?” Cory would reply as you started to pour the drinks.

“Does there need to be one?” You’d place the drinks on the table. “To us.” you’d say, then he repeated. “So how long have you been a spy?” he’d say, leaving a shocked look on your face. He switched the drinks.