you’re dating bill. you’ve been stressed about a lot lately, but you’ve kept it to yourself. you two were both in the kitchen, doing your own things. you were attempting to cut an apple, but the knife was dull, and you couldn’t get it to cut. out of frustration, you yelled, “fuck!” and dropped the knife on the counter, covering your face with your hands. “baby, you okay..?” bill spoke as he walked over to you. your heart was suddenly racing, and your breathing was shaky.