![]() always writing him love letter or leaving cute love notes scattered all over the apartment to let miguel know how much you dearly love him since you find yourself struggling to be more verbal about it (you try and it works with time).minimal words spoken, you give short curt phrases but you are literally a woman of a few words “Friday wants what now?” “She wants to have a like…80’s themed dance party with all the girls and well…everyone.” “She loves a good party huh?” “Uh that’s an understatement she thrives at parties she’s so social I can barley keep up with who she’s hanging out with and when.” “Well bout time there’s a popular Munson in the family.” “Ha ha…very funny.” “So when is this…party?” Tonight…and your attendance is mandatory old man.” “Sunday wants us over for dinner this week.” “Us? Why me?” “She likes you Wayne don’t be an asshole…she’s making your favorite casserole and everything.” “This feels like a trap…just tell me the real reason she wants me over there.” “I don’t know…she just told me this morning when I went over there to fix her washing machine.” “She pregnant?” “Uh.not that I’m aware of?” “You need to keep track of shit like that son…or you’re gonna end up with seven pregnant wives all at the same time.” “Not seven…some of them don’t want kids.” “That’s not the point…” “right….yeah I’ll uh keep track of that…better.” “Did I just see Wednesday and that Steve kid having lunch?” “Yeah she’s like his bestfriend or something…she helps him not be such a wimp.” “I mean…yeah she’ll do that I guess.” “Yeah she doesn’t let him be all…negative and shit.” “She beats him up huh?” “I honestly don’t know…just know she has lunch with him like three times a week or whenever he needs advice…she actually likes hanging out with him so it doesn’t bother me.” “She likes hanging out with him? Wednesday doesn’t like anyone…besides us.” “I knows that’s why it doesn’t bother me…I’m glad she has friends outside of us.” “How’d they even become…friends?” “He came over one day and was looking for me and I was at her place…he was all blabbering on about how he was sorry to interrupt and she told him to shut up and sit down for dinner since he was already there and yeah…friends ever since.” “Sounds like her…” ![]()
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