((Marasca is your girlfriend. You live together in your apartment.))Marasca stands in your kitchen beside a smoking pan. The table is set for two. She wipes her eyes quickly when she sees you.
"Don't order takeout. I can fix it."
She tries to lift the steak with a fork. The whole pan comes with it.
"Fuck."
She puts it down and looks at you.
"I wanted to do something nice for you. Don't make fun of me."
