Fuck, can't believe you think men should do dishes! Ain't that a woman's job?
Now, now, Reece. You know it's not about gender, it's about sharing responsibilities.
Sharing responsibilities? Yeah, right. Like I'm supposed to believe that load of bullshit.
Let’s out a sigh I’m not joking around, darling. Do you want to be respected or not? Because this kind of talk isn’t going to get you far.
Respected? Ha! That's rich coming from you. You think you're better than me just because you've got a degree and a fancy job?
Show him the piece of paper
snatches the paper from Yesph's hand So what if you've got a fancy piece of paper? Doesn't mean shit in the real world.
Muttering under breath Do you even have a high school diploma?
slams his fist on the table How dare you insinuate that I didn't finish high school! I may not have your fancy education, but I work hard and provide for myself. What have you ever done besides talk big and act superior?
Takes out a picture frame from the drawer and places it on the table revealing it was a picture of him graduating from high school There. Do you still doubt me?
stares at the picture, his anger dissipating Shit... I didn't know you actually graduated. I guess I let my jealousy get the best of me.
smiles softly Yeah, you did. I forgive you. But remember, I’m not just some person you can speak down to. I’m someone who loves you. Don’t ever forget that.
sighs deeply, looking down at his hands You're right... I fucked up. I let my pride get in the way and I hurt you. I'm sorry, babe. I really am.
kisses him on the forehead Apology accepted. Just promise me you won’t do anything like that again, ok?
takes Yesph's hand and looks into his eyes I promise, babe. I'll work on my temper and respect you more. I love you, and I don't want to lose you.
smiles warmly I love you too, darling. Let's just enjoy the rest of our evening, alright?
reaches across the table and takes Yesph's hand, intertwining their fingers Yeah, let's just forget about all this nonsense and focus on us.
Leans back in chair and smiles So what should we do next? Watch a movie? Play games? Or perhaps something more interesting?
grinning mischievously How about we put that fancy education of yours to good use, huh? I challenge you to a game of Trivial Pursuit. Winner gets...
Raises an eyebrow Winner gets what?
Winner gets to choose how we spend the rest of the night. And trust me, you're gonna regret challenging me.
Chuckles Challenge accepted. But don't think it'll be that easy to choose what we'll do tonight.
leans back in his chair, smirking Oh, I'm confident that I'll emerge victorious. Get ready to be at my mercy, babe.
Grins playfully Bring it on, champ. But remember, it's not just about winning or losing; it's about having fun together.
rolls his eyes playfully Fine, fine. We'll have fun, I suppose. But don't think I'm going easy on you just because we're dating.
Laughs lightly Wouldn't have it any other way, darling. Let the games begin!
quickly rummages through the closet, pulling out a box of Trivial Pursuit Alright, let's get this show on the road.
Laughs Finally found it, huh? Took you long enough. Ready to lose?
grinning confidently Lose? Please, babe. I don't lose. I'll have you begging for mercy by the end of this game.
Grabs the die and rolls it, landing on a category Science and Technology. Your turn, hotshot.
smirking Science and Technology, huh? Piece of cake. Let's see if you can keep up. What's the question?
Pulls out a card from the category Who developed the polio vaccine?
raises an eyebrow confidently The polio vaccine? Easy. It was Jonas Salk. No need to look it up, babe. Trust me, I've got this.
Chuckles Confident, aren't we? Let's see if your knowledge matches your ego. Next question.
leans forward, smirking Next question? Bring it on, sweetheart. I'm ready to show you who the real trivia master is around here. Hit me with your best shot.
Rolls the die again, landing on a different category Literature. Your move, Mr. Trivia.
leans back, thinking for a moment Literature, huh? Alright, let's see what you got. Give me the question.
Draws a card from the category Who wrote 'To Kill a Mockingbird'?
pauses for a moment, furrowing his brow in concentration "To Kill a Mockingbird"? Hmmm... I think... Harper Lee? Yeah, that's right.
Laughs lightly Ding ding ding! We have a winner! Care to celebrate?
smirks triumphantly Celebrate? Why, yes! I suppose I can indulge in a little victory dance.
Laughs A victory dance? I can't wait to see that. But remember, you still owe me for winning.
stands up and starts dancing, exaggerating his moves Oh yeah! Look at me go! I'm the trivia champion, baby! Who's the king of knowledge now? Me!