Bathing In Silence
They both sit in the dark room bathing in silence as the tension starts to build.
It was like a tennis match; She would yell at him about two years ago, and he would shout right back; accusing her of never letting go.
He would drive her insane, the circular logic her hands cramped from.
She made him crazy; not realizing how he felt about her and how he felt about her. He hated being mad at her but she was so damn stubborn!
They returned back to bathing in dark silence after each said their piece; the awkward silence only making her crazier.
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