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today was a brand new day and the events that happened at the event last night were pushed to the back of my mind.

today was a little bit of a different day, i had to go grocery shopping for the house, buy toiletries for both tony and i, as well as cleaning products.

after i showered i did my skincare and hair before walking about of my bathroom to get dressed.

i walked out of my room and went downstairs, i walked into the kitchen and made breakfast for tony and i

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i walked out of my room and went downstairs, i walked into the kitchen and made breakfast for tony and i.

 before i eat my breakfast i out tony's in the microwave and cover it up so it doesn't go back sitting out on the counter

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before i eat my breakfast i out tony's in the microwave and cover it up so it doesn't go back sitting out on the counter.

i eat in silence as i make the grocery list of everything we need and which card to put it on. once i finish eating i clean up my the kitchen before leaving a note on the microwave.

i grabbed my list and the keys to my car before walking out of the house. i walk to my mercedes benz and unlock it before i get in.

i start the car and back out if the drive way and speed down the street, traffic in malibu of awful so it takes me an hour to get to the store

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i start the car and back out if the drive way and speed down the street, traffic in malibu of awful so it takes me an hour to get to the store.

eventually i do all of my shopping and come back home. when i get in the house i call tony but he doesn't answer, i put the bags i have down on the counter.

i walk out of the kitchen and down the stairs, when i get to the bottom of the stairs i see broken glass everywhere on the floor. i walk into his labs and see him propped up in a suit, his machines are trying to get the suit off.

"what the fuck is going on" i ask walking up to him, tony looks over at me. we just stare at each other before he shakes his head "let's face it, this is not the worst thing you've caught me doing" he says. i look at his suit and see tiny holes in his suit "are those bullet holes" i ask in disbelief and he nods " it's not as bad as it look" he stresses "not as bad as it looks anthony you were shot at" i yell "well i'm alive aren't i" he yells back "first off who the fuck are you yelling at and yes great you're alive but you could have been killed" i yell angrily.

i walk out of the the shop and upstairs to finish getting the groceries into the house. i start un-bagging everything and putting it in their respective spots.

i decide to clean since tony stressed me out, with him getting shot at. am i grateful that he's alive, yes, but he could have died and that scares me. i've already thought i've lost him once, i don't want to go through that again.

when i finish cleaning the house it's around seven so i order some pizza since i didn't feel like cooking. as i'm waiting for the pizza i go into the living room and sit on the couch before turning on ratatouille.

as i'm watching the movie tony walks in with the pizza and sits down on the couch next to me. he nudges me and hands me the box i smile before taking a piece out of the box and eating it.

we eat in silence and watch ratatouille, the silence isn't uncomfortable if anything it's comforting. when the movie ends i look over and see tony knocked out on the couch, i smiled and put a cover over him before moving his hair out of his face and kissing his forehead.

i put the pizza box in the fridge before walking up to my room and going to bed.

hey,
sorry for the short chapter, the next one will probably be a two parts so i hope you guys are ready!

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