My boyfriend's dad

rap with a loud crinkle. Then, she throws the offensive snack into the microwave and hits

the popcorn as she was so focused on her phone and now the popcorn is burning! The

looks at it. It's hopeless. The edges of the bag are singed, and it smells terrible. Givin

n, his handsome featur

e fuck h

shivers a bit "I burned t

I found on-line. But don't worry, I'll p

uke is too enrag

tting into dumb recipes. You never even end up making that shit! Plus, it's micr

teeth as anger r

e really powerful. Trust me, the second bag will tu

ecides to

you fucked up popcorn. It's like the easiest thing in the world to make, Chloe, and I was doi

uke doesn't take the hint. He just tilts his no

then you're bound to fail in life. You're just going to be a wait

n Luke that he is about to cross a line, but Luke

ow you've survived life, much less gotten a job. You can't even make fucking popcorn!

counter, ignoring the dull ache she fel

You've never won Luke. Not even one of those big stuffed animals they

sco

se you wouldn't appreciate the sacrifice and hard work it takes to be in my industry. You kno

nd knocks over a salt shaker, which falls to the

spittle flying from his

that's what I'm going to do. Maybe you can try c

f the mansion, slamming the door behind her. She wondered what she saw. He thinks he

I'm determined not to get back together with that piece of shit

e realises that she is

way, she continues to steam. She is still so mad about everything he said to her, and she wishes she had hit

ht away. The bar is packed since it's a Friday night, but that's not going to s

e just barks her drink order, and then adds, "Make it a double." knowing full well that she'll regret it in the mo

e laughs sourly. Dang, li

es her a quick grin of sympathy, and she grimac

er drink and the heat of the alcohol travels down

thing else?" the b

I get chicken n

bartend

They'll be

ank

It's happened more times than I can count, and it's a little pathetic, come to think of it. Maybe we should stay broken up this time. Emotionally, it would be healthier for both of us, and hell

r the nachos?

er now-empty drink and finds a

at the Hard Swallow. She's hard to miss with her

are for me

gr

king over this end of the bar. Just l

oe

and pineapple juice, please. And a shot o

hing, d