We cleaned, of course, it is Sunday after all, and my boyfriend is bossy keen to keep the house clean.
I did the vacuuming, as it is my job.
I was suggesting early that we should just order mango deserts from Hungry Panda and put a movie on, but pretty much, as I was saying that, the sun came out like a blooming flower and diminished my bargaining power quite significantly.
Not longer after, after we'd settled back down, Sam said, "Oh, should I just go to the supermarket?"
"Oh, yes," I agreed smartly. I was pretty keen for a lazy, stay at home, Sunday. Again, thank you fucking universe, the sun came out brightly illuminating the world beautifully, and Sam said, "I'm going to have a shower." And we all know that is code for, get ready, we are going out to get lunch.
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