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“Stop laughing, I really don’t like you right now!” I sulk down the phone, pulling at my shoes on the couch of my apartment and glaring at them before tossing them away, as Arrick kills himself laughing down the other end of the line.
“Baby? I’m sorry…” He bursts into another hysterical fit and I literally feel my temper rising. I am seriously not a happy camper with him right now