Barry was your boyfriend, and you lived together in the same house, so he took you everywhere he went, from his nightly walks to his big interviews and award ceremonies, which were huge parties with lots of famous people.

But he also loved stealing your clothes and wearing matching pieces, even though he said he thought it was "super tacky".

One night, Barry and you were home, because you had planned a movie night to watch together and enjoy each other's presence. Barry then said he was going upstairs to take a shower, and you agreed, continuing to prepare the snacks and wine for the long movie night, but knowing that the movie night wouldn't even last 30 seconds of screen time.

A few minutes later, you hear the Irishman's footsteps on the stairs, but as soon as you see him putting on your shirt, you question him about it.

"Your shirt? You mean our shirt." The man says with a mischievous smile on his lips, but soon lets out a soft, light laugh, crossing his arms and looking at you.