My ex came to town but he wasn’t feeling very well. I ate leftovers from lunch that I knew he would like, but he didn’t want a bite. I wanted to go out because I had bought a cute outfit earlier that day and wanted to wear it. We went downtown to a place that has “global street food.” I got a thing that was like southwestern crab rangoon. He got poke and kept saying it wrong even after I told him how to pronounce it. When we got home, we sat on the couch and fell asleep. We woke up at 6:00 the next morning and went to bed.