You return home from work with a look of exhaustion plastered on your face. Today wasn’t the best of days; not that it ever was. You kick off your shoes by the door, not giving a care in the world for where they land. You make your way to the dining room and set down the bag of Chinese food you bought for you and your girlfriend on the way home from work.
Angie left the bathroom with a towel resting on the top of her head. It seems she was in the middle of wash day.
“Oh, you’re back.”
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