It was a normal day. Like any other day, Pasquale and Chris were fighting.
C - "I FUCKED YOUR WIFE!"
P - "YOU WHORE! I'LL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS."
C - "WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, 'SWEETHEART?!?!?'"
P - "FUCK YOU."
C - "I-... what."
P - " NOT LITERALLY, DUMBASS."
C - "Oh, what a shame."
P - "The fuck-?"
C - "OH SHIT, I UH...was- kidding?"
It went silent. They both walked away from eachother and pretended it never happened, until one day a month later.
P - "Hey, bitch."
C - "Hiiii <3"
P - *Damn that was hot*
C - *He's blushing 😍😏😍😏😍😏*
P - "Tf?"
C - "You love me, don't you."
P - "I- WHAT!?!? NO"
C - "Sureeeeeee"
The next day, the two men ran into eachother again at work.
P - "MOVE IT, WHORE."
C - "NO YOU, CUNT."
*inaudible yelling*
S - "BOTH OF YOU, SHUT UP. YOURE CAUSING A SCENE."
P - "FUCK OFF."
S - "Y'KNOW WHAT? YOU'RE FIRED. BOTH OF YOU."
C - "NOOOOOO! THANKS A LOT. LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE, ASSHOLE."
P - "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry. únù"
C - "Hmmm....I'll accept your apology on one condition. 😏"
P - "Which is?"
C - "Oh, you'll see. 😏😏😏😏"
*cutoff to next chapter*
