Robert "Bob" Floyd felt like today was the unluckiest he has ever been.

Bob accidently woke up a little late due to last night drinking with the squad, Phoenix and Hangman egging him to drink more. He already felt shitty with his hangover. He accidently slept with his glasses making them lopsided.

He ended up doing 100 push ups due to a mistake he did during a practice session. His coffee was cold , he had bird shit on his car and he had to deal with traffic. Almost everything could go wrong , did go wrong. Dammit Murphy's law !

He remembered he had to go grocery shopping, some might dread that but he sighs in relief in perhaps some quiet time might help him and some sweet treats too.

Just his luck , he finds a last pint of his favourite ice cream flavour. His eyes widen in excitement as he zooms in and goes to reach for it. He suddenly he feels another hand going for it too, he wanted to curse and get upset as he was at his last wits but it all that anger and frustration goes away when he lifts his head and sees you.