Pretend your 8 months pregnant
yn: PRINCETON
Prince: yes are you going into labour
yn: no
Prince: then why were you screaming
yn: I want something
Prince: *sighs* what do you want
yn: ice cream pickles and doritos
Prince: ewwww fine
yn: love you so much
Prince: alright what do you want now
yn: I slice of chocolate cake
Prince: we don't have chocolate cake
yn: THEN BUY ONE
Prince: dang bipolar much
yn: *crying* I'm sorry don't leave me with this baby I can't survive without you
Prince: no no no babe I'm not leaving
yn: I love you
Prince: love you too
yn: you know what would make me love you more
Prince: what
yn: getting my food
Prince: *laughs* okay
