AUBREY PLAZA
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apologies i didn't make it a huge argument :(
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how you both ended up laying in different beds, in different rooms, in the same house you ask...
aubrey came back home after an interview completely off it, she was high. the fact she was high wasn't the problem you've dealt with her high plenty of times but you had just come home from quitting your job and you just wanted a cuddle from your wife after your shit day
you see, your boss thought it would be easier if they made you basically do their job for them and it wasn't the first time either. your stress levels were through the roof
the paperwork, the meetings, the works
towards the end of your shift you snapped and put your foot down, you quit
you had no clue how the 37 year old actually managed to get home in her condition but yet again she was aubrey plaza after all
when she arrived home though she payed you no mind whatsoever, she was just walking aimlessly around the house occasionally blurting out a random thought - 'do mermaids give birth through their bellybutton?'
you tried to get her attention but every time you did so she'd either 'shh' you with a finger to your lips or blank you completely
"bre, if you don't at least acknowledge me..." your voice got quieter and quieter the more you spoke because it was evident she wasn't listening. you understood she was high but you really just needed a little, maybe just her hand to hold
"i'm going to sleep in the guest room tonight, you can have our room" you thought you'd at least inform her but all you received in return was a rather convenant laugh from her - even though the laugh was aimed at her thoughts it still hurt a little
"night, aubrey" you full named her which was something that never happened in your relationship - unless either one of you were pissed off, they'd always be some wacky but adorable nickname the both of you would make up for each other
once you were ready for bed you laid atop of the duvet. there was a small part of you that hoped she felt guilty but the majority of you hoped she would just waltz on in and lay with you
it was around 1am when you heard the door for your shared bedroom open from down the hall, she'd only just gone to bed
you still laid there, eyes glossy and kind of regretting not helping your high as fuck wife and letting your day's problems get the better of you
it took another two hours for that same door to open again and this time the sound of feet on hardwood made their way to the door of the guest room, the room you were currently in
"knock, knock" the brunette whispered as she knocked
"no" you grumbled
"bumblebee, please"
you went to the door and slowly opened it just enough to see your head
"i'm sorry" she pouted, looking you in the eyes. it was obvious she was feeling a little guilty
"you ignored me" you opened the door a little bit more "it made me feel like shit... you made me feel like shit. i'm sorry but being ignored isn't nice, aubrey" she winced at the full name, eyes glossy "i- i just wanted a kiss, a cuddle, just something to say 'hey, i acknowledge your existence' y'know"
"i didn't hear you, i swear, i would never ignore you on purpose" she reached for your free hand - the one that wasn't holding the door - and held it, giving a tight squeeze of reassurance "i feel like a rubbish wife for just waltzing in the house house high wi-"
"i don't care that you got high, bre, it was just how you acted once high" you explained "i don't want to feel like i have to fight bloody drugs to get your attention"
wiping the tear that fell from your eye with her thumb she mumbled "i can't sleep without you" whilst looking down at her feet
you didn't answer and just slowly guided her along the corridor and back to your shared room
"please tell me about your day" she said as she intertwined her legs with yours in bed, both as close as possible
"bubs, its late and you need sleep so you don't feel like shit tomorrow after your little session with the nuns" you sighed burying your nose into the crook of her neck
"but-" you cut her off with a quick peck on her lips
"i said tomorrow"
it didn't take aubrey long to clock out and start filling the room with snores
"and i can't sleep without you" you whispered and you closed your eyes
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this was crap, i'm actually so sorry ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ
i was vibing to florence + the machine (dog days are over) and my meds are sending me to the sun istg-
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