Sorry
I overheard my roommate and his girlfriend argue in the living room while I was awkwardly standing in the kitchen waiting for the toaster.
RM: At least let me drive you home.
GF: No thanks. I'll Uber.
RM: I said I was sorry.
GF: Why?
RM: What?
GF: Why are you sorry?
RM: I don't know what you want me to say.
GF: I just wanna hear you say what you're sorry for, Kevin. Are you sorry for wearing a turtleneck to bed? Are you sorry for nodding in silence when I said I love you? Are you sorry for yawning during sex? You said you're sorry, so tell me what you're sorry for.
RM: I don't know. I'm sorry.
GF: I can't with you.