your boyfriend usually waits for you at your office’s parking lot, picking you up from work. you hated whenever he smokes cause it’s bad for him and you hate the smell. you’d constantly tell him to stop and whenever you do, you two end up fighting, all the time.

you came out of your office, happy since you got a pay raise, excited to tell your boyfriend, but once you saw him, he saw smoking while he was waiting for you, leaning against his car, with five other finished cigarette buds on the floor beside his foot. you were mad, done with his stupid addiction!

“Darrell!!”

you snapped

“do i really have to tell you so many fucking times to stop smoking!! at least don’t get addicted to it. you smoked five fucking cigarettes while waiting for me!!”.

he sees you walking towards him

“hey baby”

he sighed after you snapped.

baby we’ve talked about this.

he looked annoyed and pissed, he finally snapped

can you just shut the up???? you’re always telling me to stop smoking when you know so fucking well i’m not gonna listen to shit you’re gonna fucking say! so stop being a bitch and let me fucking be!