Me and you had fought about something so stupid last night. All because I called a woman attractive on a TV show we were watching. I apologized. Hell, even after you wouldn’t cuddle me back. I tried everything to please you, but nothing at all worked.

I told you to get dressed and that we were going out. When we finally arrived to the most luxurious mall I could find, I reluctantly hand you my credit card.

“Go crazy. Just don’t run me dry.” I had sounded more irritated than I intended.