The Disrespect Of It

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Damian ‘F*cking Melanie again.’ The vibrating sound of Bryan’s phone is what woke me and lo and behold, watch who is ringing him. Glancing at the digital clock, I see it’s 3:56 am …I don’t know why I did this as I can see the time on his phone that is in my hand. Yes, I’m beyond annoyed. Bryan is fast asleep, on his side of the bed- ‘wow, he’s even hogged the sheet’. Switching on the lamp that I hardly ever use, yawning despite my annoyance, I smile. The cutest boyfriend ever is also a sheet thief as his entire body is wrapped around the black folds. He snores gently, one hand beneath his head, one of his legs slightly up, forming a four-shape. If I wasn’t annoyed at the moment, I’d have snuggled onto him but the phone vibrates again not releasing a ringtone, I note when her name agai

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