quarantined with sister and my boyfriend.

Mostly it's lovely to be holed up with my two favorite people, but I've been very hormonal and a bit of an emotional hot mess lately. Two facts about me: I love trivia and I require huge amounts of attention and affection. Boyfriend wanted "fifteen more minutes" (read: an hour) to finish up the trivia questions he was making for me and my sister to play. I sat in the other room, feeling abandoned, and POUTED while strewing in my sulk. When he emerged, so excited for the game, I refused to play and then burst into tears. Eventually we reconciled and played the trivia game, and a very fun time was had by all. Thanks to sister and bae for not murdering me yet.