Sorry

I’ve got nothing for you today. It’s super late, and I need to make some dinner.

So for the record, I’m choosing food over you. Sad to say, but that’s how it is.

Oh now don’t be like that. Don’t look at me that way! That’s completely unfair. What do you want me to do, starve? A man’s gotta eat, right?

Look, stop SAYING that. I’ve apologized for this enough in the past. It’s not like I do this every single… what? I can’t believe you’re bringing that up. You’re actually fucking serious, aren’t you? Everytime we argue, you’ve got to…

This is ridiculous. I can’t even believe we’re arguing. I’m leaving. I need to make dinner. Oh for GOD’s SAKE, this is not about me abandoning you. Stop talking to me like it’s my fault somehow. I know you’re bored. I know you need attention. But I’ve got to make food, can you understand that? It’s not that I don’t care about you, it’s that I…

Let go of my leg! Stop it! I mean it, this isn’t helping things!

We’ll talk about this tomorrow, alright?

Fine. Yeah. Whatever.

*slams door*