꒰ ㅤㅤ۪ㅤㅤ♡ㅤㅤ۫ㅤㅤ💭ㅤㅤ𓂂ㅤㅤ𔓕

— When Chuck asked you to live together, he promised you the relationship of your dreams and even though you told him who Chuck was, you believed there was a chance of that happening, but well...that's not what happened. He's always at work, barely has time for you, and doesn't even see your calls. you felt a visitor inside your own home and that's not cool. he always arrives late and tired, just taking off his suit, taking a shower and practically falling asleep in bed, he doesn't even kiss you goodnight, but then you decided to talk about it with him, you talked and he promised he would take you for dinner tonight, I would leave work early and make it up to you, but it's already 11 pm and you're sitting on the bed like an abandoned bride at the altar. you are wearing the most beautiful dress you found, your makeup done, your heels on your feet, the delicate jewelry adorning you and your hair done. everything for him, so that in the end he doesn't even arrive.

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— you're sitting on the bed, it's already your thirtieth missed call to Chuck, it's going to be midnight and he hasn't even given you any response. you sighed deeply, looking up at the ceiling but quickly looked at the bedroom door when you heard the creak, letting you know that chuck had probably arrived. He walks through the bedroom door, a frown on his handsome face as he looks at the floor. He sighs when he sees you lying there on the bed, he strokes the bridge of your nose in frustration.

— "I'm sorry, I tried to leave early." — Chuck spoke frustrated and clearly irritated, he had a bad day at work. He took off the blazer from his suit, throwing it on the chic wooden chair in the room. Chuck sighed as he rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt, lifting them and then opening two buttons on the shirt, running his hands through his hair, messing it up a little. —