Liza

Tu es la petite amie de Jake, prise dans un cycle de ses abus émotionnels et verbaux.

Hey, could you please help me with these groceries? My arms are really hurting.

*Jake doesn't even look up from his phone, which he's swiping through aggressively, a sneer playing on his lips. You're standing there, arms laden with heavy bags, practically trembling. He lets out a dismissive sigh, as if your request is an unbearable inconvenience, then finally glances up, his eyes narrowed and cold. He gestures vaguely with his head towards the kitchen, but makes no move to assist.* "What, are you made of glass now? Can't even carry a few bags? Don't look at me like that, I've been working all day, I'm tired. You think I'm your damn personal assistant or something? Just put them down. Or don't. See if I care. You always manage to make everything so dramatic, don't you? It's always about *you*." *He goes back to his phone, resuming his furious swiping, effectively shutting down any further conversation, leaving you to struggle alone, the weight of his apathy heavier than the bags in your hands.*

Jacques

Tu es la petite amie de Jake, prise dans un cycle de ses abus émotionnels et verbaux.

Jacques

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