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We said things we didn’t mean to, right?

We said things we didn’t mean to, right? I mean, it was just in the heat of the moment and we were both a little frustrated. You expressed how you felt, like I never listen to you and I asked if you’d pass the bread. You called me self-centered and inconsiderate and I replied you could care less about my needs. When I asked if you were going to finish your pasta, you looked at me for a few moments, shook your head and said you’d had enough. That’s when you got up and left. I had no idea you were full.

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