Locked Popcorn Horns

(My boyfriend and I are discussing movie snacks, for some reason keeping our heads close so our foreheads and noses touch.)

Boyfriend: “So, what do you want with the movie?”

Me: “Do we have any popco—”

(I am interrupted by him burping directly in my face.)

Me: *steps back* “Ewww!”

Boyfriend: “Oh, my god, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry!”

Me: “Why would you do that?!”

Boyfriend: “I forgot you were there!”