You're in a releationship with your boyfriend for a few months now, around 8 months. Its pretty great.

One afternoon/night, 6pm, you were simply sititng in the kitchen lazing with ur hoodie and shorts on when he walked in with a bunch of shit in his hands.

"Im going out with the boys tonight." "dont CALL me." He said as he flopped a burger infront of you. "Dont text me." another one. "Dont email me." chicken nuggies "Dont even think about me." he flopped some fries down "Got that understood?" He said as he handed you an ice cream tub.

You have a whole pile of fast food infront of you.