You already know each other’s relationship pet peeves.
You slowly fall through to the depths of YouTube, until you come to and realize you’re watching “I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant” clips and have no idea how you got to this side of YouTube.
The phrase, “Hope for the best, plan for the worst,” is your life motto.
“My hand could really use a break, are you down to tag in?”
He doesn’t have time for nonsense.
You’ll start with the clichés. Wine, chocolate, ice cream, a funny (but not romantic) movie. You’ll let her talk if she wants, or sit in silence if that’s what she prefers. You’ll leave when she asks.
“When i have a crush on someone I pester them until they die.”
They think Friday and Saturday nights are for something called, “going out.”
Your day consists of 90% lying in bed thinking about all the stuff you should be doing, and 10% pacing around your apartment trying to convince yourself to go do those things.
“Life sucks! And then it gets better, and then it sucks again.”