Sounds like a typical night for my homie & the mother of his child at their house.
He tries to dip to avoid a physical fight where the cops would be called and she jumps in front of his whip like clockwork.
*Heated argument*
Her: "You need to get out!"
*He gets into car to leave*
Her: "You always run away!"
*jumps in front of car...he leaves to come to my crib and explain the story as she calls/texts while he's over here calming down*
Her: "You better not be fukking some bytch. I'm putting all your stuff on the porch. You ain't shyt. fukk you, you fatherless fakkit bytch."
*He ignores texts*
Her: "Come figure out the thermostat. I'm cold. Our son is cold"
*He goes back...everything's cool 2 days later. They're back to fukking and everything

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Happens about once every few weeks. Relationships can be some toxic shyt. I don't see how people do it. I can't tolerate petty drama.
