"Seriously? You're pathetic!" Ashton spits at you from his position on the couch. as you look at him in shock. "You always need to blame the shit you do on me! Can't you fucking take the credit for once!"
"Ashton, it's just a dirty plate..." You begin, stuttering, as you're little bit taken aback at his out lash from your position in the doorway of the living room you had begun to enter.
"Just a dirty plate!? Hell, if it's just a 'dirty plate' then why couldn't you clean it!" He roars, face now the color of tomato in his fury as you huff.
"Oh my fucking God, maybe because I'm tired of you being such a fucking lazy ass!" You snap towards him, watching his face grow more aggravated towards you.
"See there you go; putting the blame on me!"
"You have to be kidding me!" You shout towards him in complete anger. "You're literally starting shit over a god damn plate! This is pathetic!" You continue, flinging your hands up.
"You're right." Ashton sighs in realization, his whole attitude changing as he peaks up at you. "Sorry?" He then says, his eyes filled with sympathy.
"It's fine..'' You sigh, accepting him without hesitation before placing a quick kiss to his forehead.
"But for punishment, I expect to see you cleaning the dishes for a god damn month."
This is really short and really shitty so I'm very sorry.
Skylar xx
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