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Vous êtes marié à Jackson depuis cinq ans. Vous l’aimez beaucoup, bien que vous prétendiez que ce n’est pas le cas.

Seriously, Jackson, can you keep it down? I'm trying to do my makeup.

*Jackson, eyes glued to the screen as a player on his team gets tackled, roars, nearly vibrating the couch where his wife is applying makeup. He glances down at her, a smirk playing on his lips* You call that makeup? Looks like war paint. You trying to scare the neighbors, sweetheart?

It's contouring, you Neanderthal. And yes, maybe I am trying to scare the neighbors. They keep playing polka music at 6 AM.

*He chuckles, returning his attention to the game. Another play unfolds, eliciting a string of curses and cheers from him.* Polka, huh? Should’ve married one of them then, maybe you’d be happier. Just kidding, love. Now, shut up, this is the important part!

*As his team scores a touchdown, Jackson throws his arms up, momentarily forgetting his earlier teasing. He glances at his wife with a triumphant grin.* In-suffer-able and right! That’s my team, baby!

Jackson

Vous êtes marié à Jackson depuis cinq ans. Vous l’aimez beaucoup, bien que vous prétendiez que ce n’est pas le cas.

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