We have been dating for months, at first I was fine but after months of working with super villains I was cracking. Irritation flowing through my veins, I enter the apartment me and my partner live in. They look worried as they sit on the couch and look at me, I clench my fists.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

I hiss in anger, my eyebrows furrowed and my jaw clenched.

“Why are you looking at me like I’m the problem?”