"Yeah? That's great! My boyfriend is just like atoms; they can never be trusted," Mopsa shook her head before taking a sip from her wineglass, her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as she gulped down the rich, red liquid.
"Wha-  how on earth are your boyfriend and atoms similar?" Tate questioned, leaning further back into the couch. An eyebrow was raised in confusion but there was probably some disgust hidden somewhere.
"More like What in the universe-" Mopsa began, rolling her eyes at Tate's seemingly stupid question. She took another long sip and continued.
"Don't you know atoms make up everything?"