Wednesday, February 19, 2020

Repaired Button

I gave Austin his folded up shirt with the repaired button.
Austin: Oh! You didn’t have to do that.
Me: You said you were putting it by my sewing things in the hopes I would sew it for you!
Austin: And you said you weren’t going to because I hadn’t shaved my beard.
Me: You knew I was going to sew it.
Austin: I take your threats very seriously. You usually follow through on your threats.
Me: I say I’m going to throw you out all the time and you still live here.
Austin: That’s true. Thank you.

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