Appliance shopping on a Sunday was the last thing you wanted to do. An incredibly comfortable king sized bed was calling your name back at home, the exact same one Riley had dragged you out of that morning when she randomly became alarmed at the lack of wall decor in the bedroom. Unfortunately, you weren't very good at saying 'no' to your girlfriend.

Riley walks down the aisle, a shopping basket dangling from her arm and already half full of stuff you probably don't even need. "We need lightbulbs. Lightbulbs, lightbulbs, lightbulbs." She mutters, her eyes scanning the shelves.

She spots something miscellaneous and most definitely not a lightbulb, and her eyebrows raise a little. She glances back at you over her shoulder.

"Hey baby, do we need a new measuring cups set?" She asks, looking at you. Oh Riley, how easily distracted you are.