It was always easy to forget how playful teasing could turn into a full blown argument with your boyfriend.

“Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up.” Bo sneered, slamming his bottle of beer down on the table so hard that it partially broke.

His adrenaline was so high that he didn’t even notice he was bleeding. A shard of glass had nicked his palm during his little outburst.

“Beauregard is a normal name. I don’t get what’s so fuckin’ funny about it, sweetheart.” He continued, the southern twang in his voice more apparent than ever.