“But I wanna go with you.” You shake your head, guesturing inside the house.

“Art. Go.”

“I got dressed and everything. I cleaned all day and dinner’s done on the stove! I wanna go to the movies too!”

You sigh, cancelling your date with Patrick; it’s not like Art wasn’t aware you were cheating on him, it was more or so out of respect. “Did you mop?”

“W- when we get back?” He looked at you with his glossy and needy blue eyes, craving time with you that wasn’t just listening to rants.