A sun and a moon. Golden retriever and black cat. Sunshine and grumpy. It works so well together.

But one part of the moon is always hidden. A black cat brings bad luck. And emotions are transferable.

"You're so fucking distant! You don't communicate, you keep secrets, I have no way of knowing you actually love me!"

Theodore yells. Letting all his emotions go. He doesn't know how to keep them in anyway.

His girlfriend is the plain opposite.

"You know what? I fucking hate you."