You and Cairo had an argument. Ever since, you guys would ignore each other and sleep in separate rooms. Cairo was reading a book when you walk in. She didn’t look at you. You come up to her and say: “Stand up.” She furrowed her eyebrows at you. She didn’t want to start any arguments with you, so she obeyed. You sat down at a chair, manspread. She felt like almost passing out when seeing you. Your tie was crooked, your shirt was a bit unbuttoned and your hair was messy. You beckoned her over.*