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After my rather spectacular row with Shane the other night, I wasn't sure how I was going to tell Draco that I'd probably bollocksed things up even worse than they were before. I mean, I couldn't not tell him what happened - he knew that I was at least going to invite Shane and Charlie to Draco's birthday dinner for tomorrow - but...but I was surprised with my husband's reaction. Or lack thereof, really.
I know he's disappointed...probably moreso in me than with Shane. But he's putting up a front. I know he is. Even if he won't admit to it.
Emmy, stop playing in the fruit salad! People have to eat that tomorrow!
I think he's preoccupied with this surprise excursion that he's got planned for Tuesday, anyway. Wouldn't let me do a thing for our anniversary, only saying that "You'd best save your energy for next week, Potter." The kids are going, so...I don't think it's a trip to some weird, kinky sex resort where half the visitors are crawling on their hands and knees attached to leashes.
Anyway, I got him a little something for his birthday. Nothing too extravagant. Just something that I know he'd like. I hope.
I know he's disappointed...probably moreso in me than with Shane. But he's putting up a front. I know he is. Even if he won't admit to it.
Emmy, stop playing in the fruit salad! People have to eat that tomorrow!
I think he's preoccupied with this surprise excursion that he's got planned for Tuesday, anyway. Wouldn't let me do a thing for our anniversary, only saying that "You'd best save your energy for next week, Potter." The kids are going, so...I don't think it's a trip to some weird, kinky sex resort where half the visitors are crawling on their hands and knees attached to leashes.
Anyway, I got him a little something for his birthday. Nothing too extravagant. Just something that I know he'd like. I hope.