When I'm down and hubby asks me what's wrong, he usually gets a reply somewhere along the lines of "I don't knoooooooooow. It's everything. It's nothing. I heard someone say something and it made me think of this which led to that and ultimately made me realize that I'm fat and ugly and I suck."
When my hubby's down and I ask him what's wrong, he says "I want more money."
I have to go to work. I slept five hours and I'm hungry, but have no appetite and I suspect Bob might be working tonight. Tonight is going to be hell. I want more money.
When my hubby's down and I ask him what's wrong, he says "I want more money."
I have to go to work. I slept five hours and I'm hungry, but have no appetite and I suspect Bob might be working tonight. Tonight is going to be hell. I want more money.
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You forgot the teenage angst. Heh. But, yeah, it was a lot of fun to write - I'm glad it was fun to read! ^_~ Definitely lighter than the rest of my fiction....
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Ahhh, teenage angst.<3 I really think you did a splendid job with their personalities, altered to fit their new background and environment. It really read as them.