[listens to music] hey that was a fic title
Boyfriend: “You don’t really like my beard do you? Do you want me to shave?”
Me: “I didn’t complain…” *Thinks that maybe he doesn’t like it and that its probably bothering him* “Yeah, do it. “
*a few hours later at work. He walks in.*
Me: *Mother of god what have I done?!*
Ferggie: “You made him shave… I liked him better with a beeeard.”
Boyfriend: "She didn’t really like it."
Me: “Actually, I did too.”
Have you come to witness the end of your universe?