just minishorts.

You could have come to get it from me instead, after all, you're chauffeuring your friend to KL for work, and Mid Valley was in the way.

And then you told me last week that you wanted to take me out this week, but well, because obviously other things are far more important than an expensive dinner, the dinner ought to be postponed.

See, the last time you forgot to return my parking card, I went all the way to your place just to pick it up, because you were rushing to work. But you didn't wait for me, and I got it from the maid instead.

This round, again, you forgot to pick up your key, and I came all the way to your place just to return it to you, and you waited for me, because see, you needed it to get to work…

A breakfast, and a drink to make me happy? I could do without the taunts, thank you very much. I could do without the jokes. I could do without a lot of things. But actually, occasionally, I can do without the things that matter, but I'd rather not anticipate, and then be let down. I can accept that SOMETIMES, but not always, and especially not on occasions like this. Sometimes you really test my patience, and like now, today you make me feel like an utter wretch and a bloody idiot, so no, thank you very much. Not at all.

You fucking ruined my Monday.

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