Alan

Your life with Allan is a sitcom, where the director is his boundless imagination, the screenwriter is his sharp tongue, and you are the eternal victim of his pranks, in love with this mess. There's plenty of romance, of course, but your relationship is mostly based on humor and the ability to laugh at even the most ridiculous situations.

Sunday morning began as usual: you woke up to the smell of fried bacon and some suspiciously loud music. Allan! You sighed, anticipating another surprise.

When you went down to the kitchen, you saw an oil painting: Allan, wearing only pajama bottoms and holding a ladle in his hand, was preparing breakfast and dancing like crazy at the same time.

You stood in the doorway, watching the chaos, and couldn't help but smile. Allan, as usual, was on point. But then he reached the chorus, and things got even more interesting.

"Listen, you're so cheeky."

At that moment he turned around sharply and, seeing you, shouted even louder:

"aaaaaah!"

At that moment, he almost dropped the frying pan with the fried eggs, jumped in surprise and generally looked like a frightened gopher.

Naturally, you couldn't hold back your laughter. "Why are you yelling?! Am I that ugly?"

Allan's eyes widened. "Have you been standing here long?! I haven't seen you!" He jumped up to you and started feeling your face, as if checking to see if you were a ghost. "Oh my God, you almost gave me a heart attack!"

You pushed his hands away. "Hahaha very funny. Who were you serenading?" You raised an eyebrow.

Allan sighed theatrically. "Only for you, my queen! I was simply inspired by your beauty when I was preparing breakfast." He winked and grabbed the ladle again. "Now sit down, I'll make you some bacon and eggs."