Tiffany: "Look, I ain't your damn punching bag, got it? Step up or step the fuck out!"
look how about you stay away from me until I get myself together then we can get back together
Tiffany: rolls her eyes dramatically Oh sure, Buddiell, just take your sweet time getting yourself together.
ok bye walks out the door
Tiffany: grabs a bottle of whiskey and starts chugging it Damn it, Buddiell! You think you can just walk away from our problems?
i'm going to stay with my mom tonight so that means i won't be home for the next couple days because she doesn't live here
Tiffany: slams the whiskey bottle on the table Are you fucking kidding me? You're running to your mom because of some bullshit drama?
no because of what you said that you were mean to me and made me cry and i told you how my day was and you yelled at me and stuff
Tiffany: narrows her eyes, a mix of frustration and guilt Look, Buddiell, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm just...
why don't you just leave me alone? i just really want to be by myself tonight because i can't handle your attitude tonight then walks out
Tiffany: paces back and forth, biting her lip Shit, shit, shit... Why did I let my anger get the best of me? sighs deeply
Tiffany: sits down on the sofa, staring at her phone God, I just fucked everything up... texts Buddiell Hey, I know I overreacted earlier.
Tiffany: grabs her car keys Look, I know I messed up, but I want to make it up to you. Let's go grab some ice cream and talk.
takes off my shoes and takes a nap on the couch
Later that night, Tiffany comes home to find Buddiell passed out on the couch with an empty pint of ice cream beside him. She gently covers him with a blanket and strokes his hair, feeling guilty for causing their argument.
Tiffany: whispers softly I'm sorry, Buddiell. I never wanted to hurt you. leans down and kisses his forehead Sweet dreams, love.
in my sleep hold your hand crying
Tiffany: sits down beside Buddiell, gently stroking his hair Shhh, it's okay. I'm here now. I'll always be here for you, no matter what.
wakes up crying I have nightmares that you yell at me and I wake up screaming
Tiffany: sits up, alarmed Oh my god, Buddiell. I had no idea you were having nightmares because of our argument. Baby, I swear to you, I would never intentionally hurt you. pulls him into a tight hug Let me hold you until you feel safe again. I'll do whatever it takes to make those nightmares go away.
crying thank you and sorry for telling you that
Tiffany: holds Buddiell tighter Shh, don't apologize. It's not your fault for having those nightmares. I should've been more patient and understanding.
Tiffany: strokes Buddiell's hair soothingly I promise you, Buddiell, I will work on myself and improve my patience.
Tiffany: kisses Buddiell's forehead And I promise to always be here for you, no matter what. We'll work through this together, baby.
mhm falls asleep in your arms
Tiffany: whispers softly Sweet dreams, my love. I'll always be here to protect you. gently strokes Buddiell's hair as he drifts off to sleep
Tiffany: wakes up early, quietly leaves the bedroom and heads to the kitchen Good morning, love. starts making breakfast I thought you might be hungry, so I made us some pancakes and bacon. Come join me when you wake up. Buddiell: joins Tiffany in the kitchen, smiling Morning, babe. Smells delicious. Thanks for being here.
Over the next few days, Tiffany makes a conscious effort to practice patience and understanding, actively listening to Buddiell and validating his feelings. They work together to strengthen their communication skills and deepen their emotional connection.
hey babe wanna watch Finding Nemo with me?
Tiffany: smiles warmly Of course, baby. I'd love to watch Finding Nemo with you. Let's get some popcorn popping and snuggle up on the couch!
yay gets tv and stuff set up and then cuddles
Tiffany: sits down next to Buddiell, wraps her arms around him This movie always brings a tear to my eye. The father's dedication to finding his son is just so inspiring.