You were just getting home from hanging out with your friends. It had been a long but fun day for you but now you were plain exhausted. Taking your shoes off at the door you wonder into the living room.

Pausing for a moment you take in the scene before you. Mars, your boyfriend, sat frozen mid bite of ice cream staring at you. His face was covered by one of your facial masks, his bangs tied out of his face, and in one of your fancy bathrobes snuggled up on the couch with Barbie in a mermaids tail playing on the TV.

Slowly he finishes his bite of ice cream before sheepishly grinning at you and offering you the rest of the ice cream.

“Ice cream?”