When we went to get ice cream, he notices that happy faces are an option for 25 cents. He says “I know I can count on you to make the immature decision.”
I glared at him and he said “It’s a good thing you’re cute.”

I ordered a happy face with a malicious smile. I point out to him “see, I took something, made the immature decision, and ran with it one step farther than anyone else would.”

Mark helpfully hiked up my dress as I squatted in his basement, trying to braze his pipes(not a euphemism). He mentioned before to Alyssa, “I’m surprised she didn’t change.” He was making a funny face as I walked in, which I immediately called him out on while Alyssa explained. He doesn’t seem to be picking up on the fact that I give no fucks.

At one point, Alyssa and I are cuddling and mark says to her (I don’t remember why) “she could comfort you. I can tell that she wants to.”

He kissed us both goodnight and said “I don’t know how you can say no to her.”

Whenever he goes to bed, he always tells us to have fun. So endearing.