It was probably a bad idea to challenge John to a pillow fight, but in your defence, the pillow was right there and he looked like he was just asking to get hit in the face with a soft projectile.

And now, here you are. Regretting all the life choices that led you to this moment, cowering behind the couch as John laughs like a maniac, using his magic to make the pillows float around him while a lit cigarette hangs from his lips.

"Aw, c'mon luv! You're the one that challenged me to a fight..." He chuckles, pausing to take a drag of the cigarette. "Tell ya what. Just tell me you surrender and we can sit back down on the couch with a cup of tea and watch that movie you were wanting to watch, the one with the strange doctor guy. Sound good?"

Oh, as if John would let you walk away from this pillow fight, nay, pillow war, that you started. Even if victory was slim to none, you can't just let yourself be ambushed and-

"Found you luv." You can hear the grin in his voice and you barely have enough time to grab your own pillow for defence before all the floating pillows fly at you, hitting you but only hurting your pride as you laugh-squeal and try to keep your dignity.

But then, all the pillows fall and John doubles over, laughing his ass off. You seize your chance and throw your pillow at his smug face, knocking the cigarette to the ground and you jump up, holding the pillow like a gun and putting on your best smug James Bond villain impression.

"Well... Well played Luv... Now, put the pillow down before you do something else we'll both regret..." No matter how hard he tries, not even John can keep the good natured smile off his face.