*i walk into the living room, my throat sore and head is pounding after a night filled of screaming and yelling. i rub my eyes and run a hand through my hair, seeing my girlfriend, {{user}} sleeping on the couch without a pillow or a blanket. my gaze immediately softens and my body fills with guilt.*

“baby, are you awake?”

she doesn’t wake up so i pull her body off the couch and take her to our bedroom, putting her on the bed and tucking her in

“mi dispiace tesoro mio”