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I LOVE YOU - DOUBLE DATE

I LOVE YOU – DOUBLE DATE

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Mariah Carey official told the world it was time and Franck Sinatra raised from the dead to announce it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

You help Bill study for the finals, which helps you on the same occasion. Those finals are THE finals. If you fail them, you know it will be useless to go to the next ones. Everybody is tense, Gustav has disappeared in his room for days and even Tom studies when he gets home. When he studies, you can't study. You're too hypnotized by him. The way his brows frown when he realizes he should know that but can't remember it, how he sticks his tongue out a bit when he is really focused, the way he smiles when he notices you're staring at him. Then he always says you're disturbing him and you apologize but keep on glancing at him. Then he gets tired of studying and you go walk Eros.

Baby is sleeping a lot lately; the veterinarian says it's normal. He says it's because of winter and also his kidneys. He has more and more problems to pee. You're ruining yourself on his painkillers, this year you won't be able to get gifts for anyone. You hope your family will understand, you know your dad will.

All these adventures caused you and Tom to fight for an entire week. You were exhausted, coming home after being in class for 6 hours (which should be illegal in uni). All you asked Tom was to mop the floor, because you were the one doing it last time and the time before it and actually every time. His reply was something like "Sorry, but I always do the dishes and throw away the trash". To which you replied something like "Are you kidding me? Those are the easiest things to do in an apartment! I get to clean everything every time". To which he replied something like "I can't guess you want to wash the floor at least once a week". Which made you crazy so you slammed the door and went for a walk. When you came home, he offered to have sex, as if nothing happened, but you were still pissed off because you're not his mom and he should be able to think about hoovering by himself. So you refused, which he accepted. He offered again later that night, which you still refused because once again you changed the sheets alone. Then he questioned what was wrong because he could feel you were tensed. So you told him what was wrong. Which pissed him off "are you kidding me? No sex for a sock outside of the laundry box?". You told him it was not only the sock, but he was already sulking. Good, because you were mad too. The day after, you did not wake up at the same time and he went to Bill's to study. The day after this, you went to Astrid's. The day after this one, he came home late and you were tired, so you pretended sleeping. On the final day, you were both in bed, ignoring each other's.

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. MATURE CONTENT, THIS ONE MAY REALLY BE DISTURBING FOR SOME PEOPLE DON'T HESITATE TO SKIP (and once again, I was on PH just next to my parents, that's dedication!)

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- Mind if I watch porn? Otherwise, I think I might turn blue.

You'll never understand this expression. Are balls really turning blue if a boy doesn't cum for a week?

- Do what you want. You don't care, you're sulking.

You feel him grabbing his laptop and you focus on your book. The main character is about to get railed by some BDSM sex god. The love interest is attaching her to the bed with a belt. You remember the last time you and Tom did that, and you conclude ties are better than belts. The author describes how good it feels to get teased, the shivers and everything... You miss shivering. You refused Tom to touch you for the last 5 days and before that, you had your periods, which makes an awful long time since your last sex experience. Are some bedsheets really worth turning into a nun?