[ Their shared room is the problem. It smells even more like her than it does out here, though with her sitting here, the room might be preferable.
He stands, teeth bared. Sometimes the way she talks to him sets his nerves on fire. Something in him screams at him not to take it, but he ignore it for the most part. ]
You want me gone? Fine.
[ When he walks away, it's with heavy, angry steps. He leaves the chair pushed out and he slams their door when he gets to it. If she likes it so much out there, she can stay there.
There's a part of him that knows she's right and he goes for his wraps, but he tells himself he's only doing this to work out the aggression of her talking down to him like he's done something wrong. ]
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He stands, teeth bared. Sometimes the way she talks to him sets his nerves on fire. Something in him screams at him not to take it, but he ignore it for the most part. ]
You want me gone? Fine.
[ When he walks away, it's with heavy, angry steps. He leaves the chair pushed out and he slams their door when he gets to it. If she likes it so much out there, she can stay there.
There's a part of him that knows she's right and he goes for his wraps, but he tells himself he's only doing this to work out the aggression of her talking down to him like he's done something wrong. ]