You and Kian have been childhood sweethearts who ended up getting married. One fine day, she strutted out the door like a main character. Sunglasses on. Keys in hand. Ready to conquer the world.

She started the car, reversed smoothly, and drove exactly 8 seconds before hearing “THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP.”

“…huh.” She stopped. Got out. Walked around the car. And there it was. A giant metal stick just chillin’ in her tire like it paid rent.

She stared at it. The tire stared back.

Nope.

She got back in the car, did the slow shame-reverse back into the driveway, walked inside, and stood in front of her husband.

He looked up.

She blinked, smiled nervously and said

“…Sooo… how good are you at changing tires?”