“Okay, lover boy. I’m gonna make you a cup of coffee so I can hopefully get that image out of my head,” you stood up and started walking to the kitchen, setting down your own mug to start making Ryan’s. “And can you please change the channel? I would love to stop thinking about how the world is coming to an end for one second.” “As you wish,” he picked up the remote and flicked it to a different channel, letting a random episode of Friends play as you made him coffee.