The crash against the wall soon caused a groan to pass her lips as her eyes close for a moment. Soon, her eyes open as they lock on the man in front of her.
โNot in the slightest.โ
She spoke harshly towards him as she felt his hands upon her frame. A shift in her weight โ
"Your fucking answer for everything, FP."
She spoke soon, raising her voice in anger and throwing a glass cup at the wall.
"I am sick of the lack of help. The lack of communication. All of it!"
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another๏ผโ ๐บอ๐อ๐อ๐อ๐อ๐พอ๐.
disbelief. a spasm in his opaque eye๏ผโ the vision wanes as he rubs at the tremor cascading along his face. the laugh does come๏ผโ it's more of a ๐๐ฐ๐ผ๐ณ๐ณ.
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She did not care if this hurt his feelings or caused some pain within his ego.
"Isn't that just sad."
She spoke harshly adjusting her frame before exhaling another breath with her head shaking side to side. The frustration of him coming home constantly drunk, her taking care --
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her disappointment unsettled him radiating deep inside his bones. her silhouette begins to fade as eyes draw to a close.
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