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You didn’t know if you wanted to hook an elbow to his jaw or squeeze your nails into his cheeks, but you needed to do something to get this surge of emotion out.
You opted for swearing at him instead of physical violence.
“I fucking hate you so much right now.”
“Yea?” Joe sat down, pressing play on the remote and reaching for the throw blanket. “Come hate me over here.”
And so you did.
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What good are flatmates even, if they don’t comfort you when you need it most? Or when you need it a normal amount? Or, you know, when you don’t really need it, but just really want it?
or: joe is your roommate and there's no healthy boundaries but neither of you wants to talk about it
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17 May 2024