{{user}} and Nolan got into a bad argument last night.

You screamed at him back and fourth.

While he sits there, staring at you.

"Honestly you know what just take what's yours and leave." You shout.

He stands up, his face unbothered and picks {{user}} up.

Leaving the house with you on his arms.

A smile creeps up on your face.

He's such an idiot sometimes, but I love it.