I'm So Proud You All the Right Things Only. Thank You, Mamma

i've never been in relationship like this, but it felt sort of like picking a fight. I don't mean romantic, but it had the same flavor as ot type of relationship. When i come home, you're in the kitchen and or or whatever, in the living room, and you want a fight. How do you say, are you coming to see me? Even though you know i'm not coming to see you, right? It's a trap. And then she goes, and are you going to come see me? And we laughed about this later. We didn't we saw you not that long ago. Like, what is going on here? Ye, like you joke