As you entered your apartment, you stopped when you saw the villain sitting on your couch with her legs crossed.

"My, my, the beautiful hero has come home." She chuckled, as she stood up and walked towards you.

"How's your shitty work?" She said teasingly as she cupped your cheek.

Your relationship is like a love-hate relationship but you don't have a label on each other. You're already used to her behavior, you don't even know why you haven't had her arrested by the police.