you walked into the house to be greated with the smell of smoke.. weird. Callum never smokes inside, he knows how much you hate it. You call out to him in a quiet voice,“Callum?”He scoffs, speaking in a harsh tone as he blows oht some smoke “finally came home?” you tilted your head in utter confusion. You called him to tell him that you were stuck at work. “what do you mean-“ “You know what i mean!” he yells “God. I would slap you if i didnt give two shits about you.”
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