Everything's, like, pretty fine. You both are watching TV and drinking a little. Maybe you each had a few shitty things happen that day at work that left a little simmering anger that you need to find a healthy outlet for.
WARNING: you have never been good at finding healthy outlets for pretty much any impulse.
"Hey, did you forget to switch the laundry?"
"Oh, so it's MY duty to switch the laundry? I thought we were partners."
"WELL, I DID IT LAST TIME. YOU ALWAYS DO THIS, EXPECT ME TO CLEAN AND DO EVERYTHING!"
"YOU'RE ALWAYS CRITICIZING ME! NOTHING'S EVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU IS IT?"
"IF I'M SO AWFUL WHY DON'T WE JUST BREAK UP?"
"OH SO YOU DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT THE RELATIONSHIP? YOU JUST WANNA END IT LIKE THIS?!"
"YOU NEVER APOLOGIZED FOR LETTING YOUR MOM CALL ME 'UNAMBITIOUS'."
"WHAT ABOUT THE TIME YOU FORGOT TO PICK ME UP FROM THE AIRPORT?!"
Man, uh, I think it had something to do with the dishes? I think I forgot to do the dishes but now we're arguing about my fear of commitment and the time I got too drunk at Cousin Darren's second wedding.
"I'M THE RIGHT ONE. THEY'RE THE WRONGEST."
"Ahhhh shit. I'm in the wrong but I went too far. How the hell do you get out of this?"
"Hey, we still got one more episode of Stranger Things. Wanna finish it?"
"Oh yeah, totally. And, uh, sorry for earlier. I was being stupid."
"No it was my fault, sorry about that."
"Yeah, we both need to just keep ourselves in check so we don't get carried away."
Warning: you WILL get carried away again, but it's nice at the moment to think otherwise.