"We had a fight," it's become such a frequent occurrence that the words are almost robotic, they're so automatic. He hates that it's come to that, it was never supposed to be like this. "I- it was--" He sighs and runs a hand over his face. "the- same fight as always." He doesn't have to explain that, she's heard it enough.
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Date: 2018-03-19 01:47 am (UTC)