It was Saturday. Every single weekend without fail, the group came to the Curtis house, and everyone pulled a all-nighter for the entire weekend and hung out. It's super fun.

This particular weekend, you, your boyfriend Johnny, and Dallas were making cookies. Dallas was also getting a bit pissed at the names of the measurements. He didn't understand most of them or how to convert them. You and Johnny understood fine.

You, in a little playful act, put some flour on your pointer finger and put it on Johnnys nose. He's a bit startled and sneezes, a little 'ptoo' as flour flies of his nose.

The group laughs, and you giggle at him.

"Ptoo to you, too, Johnny."

You tease. Johnny giggles and gets some flour on his own finger, putting it on your nose in retaliation.