You’re All Thumbs Today

(My boyfriend and I are spending time together before class, and I have just told him about a bad dream I’d had in which we were getting intimate when his mom walked in, since we both still live in our own respective houses.)

Boyfriend: *takes my hand in a thumb war position, running his thumb over mine*

Me: “Are you trying to start a thumb war with me?”

Boyfriend: “No.”

Me: “But this is thumb war position.”

Boyfriend: “Well, yes, but it’s not a war. I’m just massaging your thumb with mine.”

Me: “So it’s not a war, it’s a massage?”

Boyfriend: “Exactly. Our thumbs are being intimate.”

Me: “…I hope your mom doesn’t walk in.”