"I've always thought is was an acronym you know.
It just seems like the kind of thing that should mean something technical. Something logical! Something besides this! You know? Like mechanical operating thing.... Headqarters? .... I don't know okay?!
I expected anything but sentimentality from her" Eve recites.
Why did I have to make the same mistake again? And again? And again if this continues.
I stand and jump onto the mangeled sheets next to her. I reach up and grab her face with my hands.
"It's gonna be okay Eve. Everything is just the same as it was yesterday. The only thing that has changed is your temporary perception of her. Nothing else." I incite. Her eyes slide back into their usual stubborn blank stare as I let go.
"Now lets go eat something! Like cgocolate! Or bacon! Or both! Suuuuuuugar!" I encorage. Eve rolls her eyes and puts on the green jaket. The id tag clicks to life as she taps it.
"You and your love for weird flavors" she chides.
We step out of what I like to refer to as her sad cave. Honestly that place is as messy as my room. The thing that make it diffrent is the sad part. Aka the work she has scattered around the place. Like yeesh girl you take being married to your job a bit far.
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