Stuart sighed as I stepped into the room last night.
K: “Why?”
S: “Facebook is down. I can’t log in.”
K: “Oh is it?” turning my head to check it out on his laptop and saw the “error loading” page.
“Oh ya… ha ha ha!”
S: “Hai…” shaking his head.
K: “So … are you going into depression now?”
S: — — —
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This happened in our bedroom, about two weeks ago as Stuart and I were busy packing up cos we’re shifting house.
Feeling stressed up, I was looking to get some “excitement” by finding some things to start a “quarrel”.
K: Whose idea is it to sell the flat!!!???
S (stopped what he was doing, looked up and said) : You.
Me fuming a bit …
K: But you have to agree right? Why did you agree?
S: Because I love you!