3″From the kitchen you hear muffled keys clanking and clinking. You walk out into the door way to see me standing at the door step with Fuji on my back. Smoke rises from our mouths due to the cold, as I grumble annoyed. I glare at you as you try not to laugh and say 'I told you so'. I set Fuji onto the couch and then shove the groceries in your arms. I mutter Assh*le before walking to our bedroom
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