I’m watching the bunny try to romance the dog.
You know how it goes:
She’s like “Yeah, he’s short, but I’m a dog.”
He’s running around after her, grunting, making her feel pretty.
Sure, it’s all sweet and woodland creature cute, but we know how this is gonna end.
He’s attentive now, but as soon as he humps her, he’s gonna suddenly get really busy with work. She’s gonna get insecure and clingy. He’s gonna get all passive aggressive and shit and dodge her calls while he tries to figure out how to bang the next bitch.
It’s a timeless love story playing out, right here in my apartment.