@strangledmulan
❛ ————— are you even listening to yourself right now?! ❜ jeff screamed back at her, cause that’s just how it seemed like their night was going. she was going on and on about the fucking batteries in the remote and he’d had it! it wasn’t even something super important, like you crashed the car cause you were looking at your phone or . no, she wanted to pick a fight, over —– batteries. sighing out, he swiped a hand across his forehead and up into his short brown locks while he shook a head.
❛ why are we even fighting over this? ❜ his shoulder fell, sagging in as he looked at her. really and truly, looked at jemma, who was still shaking the damn remote in his face. ❛ you already have the damn remote, change them out yourself, ❜ his voice a little gruff as he walked away from her and plopped down on the couch covering his eyes. ❛ i’m —– done, talking about this. ❜
“Change them out-” oh he did not just say that! “You mean like I change the bathtissue myself? Or launder the towels myself? Or refill the salt shaker myself?” She snapped back. Okay so there were a few other things that were bugging her at the moment but if Jeffery could just have noticed he used something up and change it himself, for once, she wouldn’t have to be drawing the harsh line.
“This is a conversation! You do not just get to opt out of discussing issues with our living arrangements!” She followed after him refusing to let him act like the boss here.
