The blue dildo on the ground was not Sara's.
Her high level condo was almost the exact replica of her dream board. Located in the Cavern district. The cost was considered a steal after Aribeth negotiated the terms.The bonus was that it was within walking distance to an indie bookstore and a two mile hiking trail.
Calling a place home was her pride and joy after having put together the design and decor together on a board in one of her college dorm room meltdowns.
Aesthetic was aiming for rustic coffee house meets library room. The shiplap floors had been installed for easy cleaning. State of the art dishwasher that is barely used. Coffee bar that is used all of the time for late night work.
Everything in the condo was meticulously picked out just like her life.
Leading back to the conundrum Sara was having: a baby blue dildo that was currently on her apartment floor: Not her's.
She placed down her laptop bag, threw her keys into the key bowl and made a cup of coffee. A Barista's favorite: vanilla chai latte with oat milk in one of the descriptive mugs.
Isn't life grande? In bold letters.
She sat down with a calculated sip: She could wait until they were done.
30 minutes
She was going to conclude that it was because the man was named Pert.
Well that was fun we should go for a --- he froze. Sara.....
Step one
Panic
Realizing your slip-up for the mess you have created. Needless to say it could have been avoided if they bothered to look at the schedule placed on the fridge.
Maybe, she thought, that was part of the problem, making it so easy for them.
"It's uh not... we haven't really defined... "
"I will take into consideration that the blood circulating from your brain to your....other....parts of your body as the reason for your loss of reason.
Step Two
Deny
After realizing you have been caught and try to come up with a plausible excuse
Sara we just. It's just that we never really set ourselves as anything so....
Huh, that's the route. Ok. I sat my coffee down on the coaster and stared at him point blank and began my argument.
"Say we go down this route. You against me. You say we aren't defined. I say that you are crazy to think that we would be. You state that I am in fact hard to get to know and that is the reason and I scoff because you prove my point exactly on why I have a valid reason. But in fact none of this matters because this in fact is my apartment. I would not have to define anything but the name on the deed.
Step three
Stall
We it's just that you've been caught up in things and work and you've never made time for us so you would 0-- let me stop you there and tell you how this will go.
You will pack up yourself , your plaything, and leave this place. I will neatly pack it whatever sentimental thing you think is your in a box and leave it at the front desk and tell you when you can pick it up
After that you will then be blocked and we will never speak again.
.......Sara we can go to therapy for this....
No
Walked halfway and pronounced in a volume that would be clearly heard by the opponent in the room.
"I am unsure what Pret told you but this is in fact my apartment. Therefore, you and your blue dildo will need to vacate in the next 30 mins. "
I turned to him.
"If you don't leave my lawyer friends will be happy to help me with the procedures to do so. Despite you having a key card ."
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The Arch of Letting Go
RomansaConsultant Sara is taking a vacation after her last terrible break up . What she doesn't expect is to come back married and several unexpected family secrets. Unfortunately a quick annulment isn't possible and she now has to deal with a hot-tempere...
