Arielle is continuously throwing clothes at me, even my clothes, anything that he touches close to him, he throws it at me.
"That's enough. I was just joking. You're so serious so I just want to see you smile. That's enough hahhaa." I said with a smile as I am catching my clothes that he was throwing away. He also throws some clothes of him.
"Do you think I liked what you said? You're a p*****t! p*****t!" he is now throwing my boxer shorts at me. Our closet is almost empty because of what he is doing. Oh! I don't think he will like it if he reached my underwears.
"That's enough. You're the one who's going to fix it all later" I threatened him but he seemed even became angrier.
"I don't care, p*****t!" he was about to throw the one he was holding when he realized what it was. He's hol
