⠀ “are we having a therapy session?” she joked, chuckling as she handed him one of the glasses. marianne sat down across from him. “it was exhausting … plus i don’t like my job. what about you?” ⠀

⠀ solitaire. ⠀

⠀ my boyfriend has a wife . ⠀

⠀ she jumped into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist as she straddled him, kissing him. ⠀

⠀ that’s quite romantic. ⠀

⠀ what .ᐣ ⠀

⠀ “did you miss me, babe?” marianne asked against his mouth, her teeth grazing lightly over his lower lip. ⠀

⠀ ... ⠀

⠀ “i missed you too.” she murmured, leaning in to press a trail of soft kisses along his cheek. “too much.” ⠀

⠀ because. ⠀

|| do we still like marianne? 🧍🏻‍♀️i feel she sucks

⠀ maybe. ⠀

⠀ “never said you were.” marianne muttered under her breath before finally turning to face him. “there. happy?” ⠀

⠀ good, that’s what i was going for. ⠀

⠀ [ she hummed softly at his words and his kiss, her lips curling into a genuine smile. ] now we can cuddle. ⠀