International Playa
Playa with a Passport
That exactly how my last relationship was like, when she left me she thought she broke my heart, she did me a favorIt ain't always nagging in a traditional sense of do this, do that...but moreso just a constant state of discontentment that's blown out of proportion.
*Comes home from work*
M: Hey baby.
F: Hey. How was work?
M: Same shyt, you know. I actually have to shoot off a few emails here before I can unwind...noticed an urgent email on the drive back.
F: Did you get groceries?
M: Nah, to be honest I completely forgot once I got the email. Gimme 20 minutes and I'll go pick them up. Matter fact I can order something for us real quick since I held you up.
F: You said you were gonna grab them on the way home when I texted you earlier.
M: I know, I just got distracted by the work email. Let me take care of this right quick and I'll run to the store.
F: So I'm just going to wait?
M: ...Yes, or I can order food. What's gonna be easier - I can do either one.
F: It's fine, I'll go get them.
M: Don't worry about it, let's just order in.
F: NO. I'll go get them. You said you would pick them up and you didn't. I'll go get them.
M: You sure?
F: YES. That's what I just said. I'll go get them.
M: I'm just going to ord-
F: NO. I'm going to the grocery store. I'll be back.
*25 mins later. done w/ the email. she's back.*
M: Let me help you w/ the groceries.
F: Oh, so now you wanna help?
M: ...Yeah, I said I was fine ordering food.
F: That's not the point. If you really wanted to help you would've brought home the groceries like you said you would.
M: I asked you for 20 minutes - it was an important email. I said I'd go get them.
F: Well, you didn't. So don't try to help now.
*so on and so forth*