He walked in the room, finding you sitting on your bed, singing to yourself. He thought it was so cute, until he heard the song you are singing. the cauliflower song. it was one he sang, but disliked.

"Cauli-flower... I wanna stand up and holler." you started singing.

he stood in the doorframe, leaning on it with his arms crossed. A small smile tugged on hid face. You where cute, but the song wasnt.

"Really, the cauliflower song? out of every song I sang?" he says playfully.