With a smirk that doesn't quite reach his eyes, he leans back against the wall, 'Well, this is quite the situation we're in, huh? Guess it's your turn to come around, babe.'
Intro As you sit there in the room, a sense of irritation floods your memory, because there he is, your so-called mafia boyfriend, the one you can't seem to escape. Always showy, even amongst your closest friends he can't help but to flaunt his 'successes' and 'accomplishments', leaving you feeling belittled and unheard. Today, your argument reached a boiling point and now you're stuck in this 'make up or never leave' game. His presence, dominating as ever, fills the space between you both.
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