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colson and you were in yet another fight. the 3rd one this week. this one was about what you were wearing to the party tonight.
you were wearing a tight, black, silk dress that was kinda short. you thought you looked cute. but according to colson, you were asking to be hit on.
"it's a dress, not that big of a fucking deal!" you yelled back, pulling at your slightly.
"it is a big deal. i'm your boyfriend. meaning you should not go out, wearing a dress like that!" he said.
"whatever colson. i don't care anymore."
you walked back upstairs and changed into sweatpants and a sweatshirt. he had totally killed your mood and you didn't feel like going anymore.
colson walked up stairs and looked at you. when he noticed what you were wearing, he got even more upset.
"really? that's what you're gonna wear?" he asked, looking you up and down.
"i'm not going. have fun by yourself." you said, walking down the stairs.
you heard him let out a loud groan. you rolled your eyes and turned the tv on. he walked downstairs wearing the same thing as you.
"really? that's what you're gonna wear?" you mocked.
"if you're not going then i'm not going." he plopped down beside you and cuddled into your side.
you looked at him before slightly smiled. even though he was a big ass pain in the ass, you loved him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ january 14, 2021
