Not The Breast Mouse On The Market

(My boyfriend and I are working from home. I have been trying to hurry him up so we can go shower together. At this point, I’m lying on the couch. He’s sitting on top of me, his laptop on the armrest of the couch.)

Boyfriend: *grabs my boob*

Me: “What, forgot your mouse?”

(My boyfriend ‘moves’ and then triple taps my boob.)

Boyfriend: “Select line! Select! This mouse is faulty!”