Fight

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Arkin “I’m just dropping off the food my mother cooked for you. And then, maybe I’ll stay a little and wait for you and if I get bored then maybe I’ll just sleep a little and maybe when you’re still not here, then maybe, I don’t know, what do you think should I do?” I heard my boyfriend groaned on the other line. I was on my way to his apartment. It was Sunday and he was supposed to have dinner with us as usual but he got caught up with work trying to finish everything before Christmas since he promised his team a week off for the holiday. He had been working for two weekends now but it was the first Sunday he would bail out from dinner. “Babe, please stop teasing, don’t make me drop everything and run to you. Not when I’m missing you so much and I had been out of s*x for the last tw

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