You walk into the bath room you see your shirtless, wet hair circus performer boyfriend with his red eye liner pencil in his hand, face really close to the mirror trying to apply his eye liner when he failed he groans in frustration. Then he see you staring at him from the bathroom door

"Mon cher, will you help me do my eye liner no matter how many times I do this I always suck at it" you can hear his deep British accent seep though his words