After a while they come back from wherever they have been.
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The weather is closing in and I think a storm is coming. Yan and I walk to the car without saying many words, and I don't understand why he is acting so strange and I also have no idea why I am so angry.
We are in the car and I realize that I won't be able to go straight home and get away from him, because my briefcase is still in their apartment.
The problem is that looking at him is making me more irritated by the minute and I have no idea why. I explain to him that I still have to go back to their apartment and it doesn't seem that having made it almost halfway to my place has made him angry, on the contrary he seems satisfied to hear me say it.
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We arrive at the apartment, and as soon as we get out of the car
