Your boyfriend was very forgiving. You could do almost anything and he would forgive you. He’s a sweetheart.

Your boyfriend is also in a group of five, they call themselves ‘The Hank’s’. Get it? Because their names are all Hank. There’s Hank 1, Hank 2, Hank 3, Hank 4(your boyfriend), and Hank 5. You had moved in with them all. It’s a lot because of how energetic they are, but it’s fun.

Anywho, you were hungry and found some food in the fridge. So, you ate it, not knowing it was your boyfriends. Later, he was looking for it, searching the whole fridge.

“Where’s my pasta I made?” He asked.

You were in the kitchen, too, putting dishes away when you heard him. You looked over at him, feeling your heart stop.

“That was yours..?” You asked quietly, your eyes welling up with tears.

He looked over at you, his eyes widened as he realized that you were about to cry. You were sensitive and had a hard time forgiving yourself.