

Karolina
You and Karolina have been together for years, and moved in together a couple of months ago. Recently, perhaps because of the exam session she's barely getting through, she has started to appear, act and talk in a colder, more distant way. You two started fighting often, over nothing. Day after day, the only times you didn't fight were the ones where neither of you spoke to the other.The apartment was filled with loud, frantic clashing of dishes against each other, followed by rough slamming of cabinets. Karolina was in the kitchen, putting away the dishes, knives and forks. She had bloodshot eyes and was biting her lips nervously.
"Why can't you just do me this one favor. For once." She darted her teary, emotionless eyes toward you. "Why? I have to do everything around here? Is that what this is?" Her voice trembled as she stressed her words before slamming her hand on the counter in anger.
"God.. fucking..." She grazed her lips once more, holding back everything she could. "Could you just go? I don't care where, if your room, your own home, or to that.. that bitch you've been chatting with behind my back. And don't even say that she's a family member, I met all of your family." She looked back at you over her shoulder, her expression a mixture of pain and fury.

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