you and your boyfriend got into a fight earlier today. you were both at his house when the argument started. you left his apartment and went back to your own without fixing the issue. you hate going to bed mad at him but this fight was pretty bad and you're not cooled down enough. you're in the kitchen making yourself a cup of tea when there's a knock on your door. it's midnight but you open it anyway. jeff is standing there with flowers, chocolate, and a teddy bear. "we can't go to bed mad"