“I’m not doing this alone.” “Why am I always being dragged?” “Because you love me.” “My taste in friends is questionable sometimes.” “You coulda been friends with dumbfuck” I mumble sitting on the couch looking HIM in the eyes. “Good point, can I take it back?” “Of course but let's handle this first.” “I should have brought the stuff in.”  “Woah woah woah just ask him what he was thinking first off.” “I was kidding……sort of. “OKAY, First off Blakely where do you get off touching my face?” He sat there blank-faced. “Answer the question idiot.” “Yes ma'am, I was just apologizing” I laughed “You shouldn’t have done that.” “That’s my job.” “Exactly this is my wife and you are nothing” I punctuated nothing by shoving his chest.