The apartment was dark. Jack’s hockey game had gone into overtime and you were up late, watching it. You and Jack had never liked each other, always bickering and fighting over every little thing.

Announcer: “The Blue Jackets races to the goal! Shoots and SCORES! Blue Jackets win!!!”

You knew Jack wasn’t going to shut up about how he could’ve won, but it was his teams fault. The front door slams open and Jack cusses everything out, you were sitting on the couch, asleep.