Sometimes he’ll accidentally throw a loo roll down the toilet and she won’t understand what…how did you… they’re so expens…just pop it in the bin.
Sometimes, a couple of days later, she’ll hurl a sock in the toilet instead of the laundry basket, and they’ll call it even.
Sometimes she’ll break her ‘no food in the bedroom’ rule and devour a whole bag of Maltesers on top of the duvet.
Sometimes he’ll find the empty red packet on the floor and resist the temptation to start a discussion about double standards.
Sometimes he’ll go out drinking so much ahead of her 30th birthday that he has to leave her party early to go home and nurse his aching throat.
Sometimes she’ll keep partying, force him out of bed at 3am to let her in the house, and they’ll call that even too.
Sometimes he’ll buy her a new fancy laptop to prove how much he believes in her writing (and to make her weekly exclamations of MY F***ING LAPTOP IS RUINING MY LIFE stop).
Sometimes she’ll cry when she remembers that he did that.
Sometimes she’ll fall asleep on the sofa until 4 o’clock in the morning, after promising she would go to bed in a minute.
Sometimes he’ll come downstairs to get her, and decide not to let the tirade of abuse that comes when he disturbs her hurt his feelings.
Sometimes she’ll get sunstroke, or food poisoning, or eat something that’s too ‘wheaty’ and turn into a quivering, vomiting, moany mess.
Sometimes he’ll use a VERY FIRM tone to tell her that if she doesn’t drink all of the water she needs to rehydrate then she’ll have to go to hospital (and then explain later that that’s just what he sounds like when he’s scared).
Sometimes he’ll show her a clip of a big kick or some good running that a rugby person did.
Sometimes she’ll make the right face to make him believe that she knows why she should be impressed.
Sometimes she’ll manage to figure out the answer to the 8 out of 10 Cats Does Countdown numbers game within the assigned 30 second period.
Sometimes he’ll look at her like she’s the cleverest person in the world.
Sometimes he’ll suggest going out for sushi instead of cooking food at home.
Sometimes she’ll think — this right here is exactly why I married you.
Sometimes he’ll look at her, panicked and say “I am in no way prepared for our anniversary tomorrow. I’m going into town and may be gone for some time.”
Sometimes she’ll look at him and think — it doesn’t matter. I’d still choose you.
Every single time.
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