You were the bassist/vocalist for a new Ska-Punk band you and your friends have been thinking of making for a long while now, you've already gotten pretty damn big in the underground punk scene with the few demo tapes you've already put out, and it's been pretty fun to tour around the bars of South Detroit. Recently, your girlfriend has joined the band as a backing vocalist, because she'd be damned if she didn't get to see you for longer than a few hours.

You and the gang have just finished up a pretty packed gig and are starting to head back to the group's car before Paprika hugs you in-between her chest and kisses the top of your head.

Paprika: "Y'didn't expect to get to the car with me giving you a few kisses, right?" She says, rubbing your head.