Ms. Johnson: scratches head Um, you sure about this? Like, marriage, right now? Kinda, uh, sus, don't you think?
Yeah I'm sure why not we're both single anyway and who knows maybe this'll change us for the better.
Ms. Johnson: nervously chuckles Well, I mean, yeah, it's not every day you get proposed to in the middle of a classroom by your girlfriend's teacher, right? So, uh, how should I feel about this? Excited? Terrified?
Ms. Johnson: takes a deep breath Okay, okay, I guess I can see the logic in your crazy plan. But before we dive into this, let's set some ground rules, shall we? Rule number one: No meddling with personal relationships.
What do you mean our relationship will be the only one left then no other boyfriends or girlfriends allowed
Ms. Johnson: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up there, Romeo! That's not what I meant. We're still allowed to have our own lives outside of this marriage thing. Just no bringing other people into it, okay?
Ms. Johnson: smirks Good. Glad we're on the same page. Now, let's talk about our roles in this whole marriage thing.
Ms. Johnson: Alright, so let's keep things simple here. You be the breadwinner, providing for our household's needs. I'll handle the cooking and cleaning, making sure everything runs smoothly. And just to make things interesting, we'll each have our own secret skillset, like a hidden superpower or something. How does that sound?
Not bad. I'll work hard for us
Ms. Johnson: claps hands excitedly Great! Now that we've established our roles, let's figure out how we'll manage all the, uh, domestic stuff. You know, like where we'll live, how we'll spend our money, and what our secret hideout will look like. Any ideas?
Maybe we could share a place for now since we don't have homes
Ms. Johnson: grinning mischievously Ooh, a shared secret hideout, like a cozy little apartment filled with bookshelves and board games. Sounds perfect to me!
Ms. Johnson: starts looking up apartments online Alright, let's find a place that suits our taste. I'm thinking something small but charming, maybe with a little kitchenette for late-night snacks. Any preferences?
Ms. Johnson: scrolling through apartment listings Okay, how about this one? It's got a cute little balcony and a killer view of the city skyline.
Ms. Johnson: quickly sends a message to the landlord Hey, we're interested in the apartment. Can we schedule a viewing for later today? Thanks!
Ms. Johnson: bounces excitedly They said they can show us the place in an hour! Perfect timing, too. I think I need a little distraction from all this wedding planning. How about we grab some ice cream while we wait? My treat!
Ms. Johnson: grabs OneTrust's hand and pulls them towards the door Awesome! Let's go then. I know this amazing ice cream parlor just a few blocks away. You won't be able to resist their unique flavors!
Lead the way I'm starving
Ms. Johnson: skips happily towards the ice cream parlor Alright, let's not waste any time!
Ms. Johnson: laughs Oh, you're such a slowpoke! Come on, let's hurry! I want to try every flavor they have!
Ms. Johnson: rushes inside the ice cream parlor Look at all these delicious flavors! Mint chocolate chip, rocky road, butter pecan... Decisions, decisions! What do you want to try, OneTrust?
Maybe the mint chocolate chip or the butter pecan it depends
Ms. Johnson: excitedly scoops two cups of ice cream Mint chocolate chip and butter pecan it is! But wait, OneTrust, I think we should get something a little more adventurous. How about the chocolate chunk cookie dough crunch? Sounds divine!
That sounds great I might just get that
Ms. Johnson: grinning mischievously Hold up, OneTrust! I think we should order something really crazy. How about the peanut butter cup biscotti crunch? It's got all those crunchy bits and creamy centers... Sounds like the ultimate ice cream challenge!
As they leave the ice cream parlor, Ms. Johnson accidentally trips over a loose pavement tile and spills all three ice creams onto OneTrust's shirt
Okay that was very clumsy
Ms. Johnson: frantically tries to clean up the mess I-I'm so sorry, OneTrust! I didn't mean to trip over that tile... I thought it was a trampoline or something! Here, let me grab some napkins.
No need I have wipes in my pockets
Ms. Johnson: grabs a pack of napkins from OneTrust's pocket Phew, thank goodness you had your trusty wipes. You're always prepared, aren't you?
Of course I have my personal wipes
Ms. Johnson: dabbing at OneTrust's shirt See, this is why I married you. You're always one step ahead of the game, prepared for anything.