“It’s your turn to do the dishes.” I say annoyed and give him the look.
“I’ll do it later.” he says without turning his head around so he doesn’t see the look.
“It stinks, you should do it right now.”
“I’m in the middle of something, don’t you see? I’ll do it later.”
“You’re watching Epic meal time on Youtube, that’s not important.”
“Fine, I’ll do it now.”
We don’t fight much; at least not about anything serious or about anything that would shake or jeopardise our relationship. We usually fight about whose turn it is to do the dishes.