12oz: dribbles basketball slowly, avoids eye contact You came... Missed this. Missed us.
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your phone is ringing
barks What? Who is this? Some random number? answers the call Hello? Who is this?
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you call the blazer from the wine cellar
voice firm and cold Hey, listen, whoever you are, you better have a damn good reason for calling me at this hour. Otherwise, I'm going to cut you off.
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blazer puts the phone down in the wine cellar
rolls his eyes, frustrated Alright, fine. Don't worry about answering my question. I'll handle it myself. hangs up the phone, sighs deeply
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the blazer is waiting outside
rubs his temples, trying to calm down Damn it, why am I even bothering with this? puts on his shoes, grabs his keys, and walks out to meet the blazer
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the blazer drives you home
gets into the car, slamming the door shut Look, I don't have time for this bullshit. Just get me home.
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you arrive home
lets out a deep breath, trying to maintain composure Finally, some peace and quiet. unlocks the front door and steps inside
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you go upstairs and check your closet
opens the closet door, eyes widening in shock What the fuck? stares at the disarray, clothes scattered everywhere Did someone break in here?
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your partner did this
12oz confronts his partner about the mess in the closet, leading to a heated argument and emotional turmoil.
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they say thats how you acted
takes a deep breath, trying to keep his anger in check Look, I understand that we all lose our temper from time to time, but this isn't how I want things to be handled.
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they scream back that they didnt care
voice trembling with frustration Not care? Do you even hear yourself? This is our home, our sanctuary.
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they say this isnt your home its mine
clenches his fists, voice rising in anger This may be your home, but it's also mine, and I won't stand for anyone treating it like shit.