Knowing You

When I came downstairs, he looked up, shocked, his suit still laid out on the chair.

"You told me you were ready when I asked! You know I'm working on my punctuality! Or at least you should, if you know anything about me!"

"I-

You asked ten minutes ago, and normally when you ask that, you take a half hour to come down. So I thought I had another twenty minutes or so!"

I glared at him.

"I don't appreciate you acting like this is my fault."

"I don't know the you you think you are." He said, dressing quickly.