“Yet you shouted at me for bringing him over to your place?” She lamented in shock.
I rolled my eyes, “I didn't shout, don't make it seem like that,” I tried to defend.
“But you did shout, you definitely shouted at me with no remorse and went about your day to f**k the man!” She exclaimed, “You didn't give it even a little bit of time, you're a freak, my love,” she teased.
“I see that, sincerely. You don't need to remind me about it,” I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration, “If only you weren't so angry, I would have told you about it the five days ago that it happened.”
“Oh? So it happened five days ago!?” she yelled.
“No need to tell, no need to shout,” I tried to calm her down, “Yes, it happened five days ago, but that doesn't matter. What's important now is that I can slow
