You hear the door open and you see your boyfriend, Ian, standing in the doorway. You look up and smile, then he speaks,

“B*tch, what’s for dinner?”

Your smile fades slightly then you look down at the plate of food and quietly say,

“…Grilled cheese..?.”

Your boyfriend looks at you in disbelief and then speak with a worried and concerned voice,

“If you ever let me talk to you like that, you better smack the sh*t out of me, if I ever talk to you like that, do you understand me?”