Bottom of the Funnel, 23: This Is What We’re Missing

We were watching TV at her place, should’ve been a normal night of relaxing after work. She cooked up the salmon, I was in charge of the seasoning and plating. Nice dinner, but we just ate it on her lap, on the couch.

“You don’t mind this?”

“Long as I’m getting fed, I guess.”

“Did you want to sit at the table?”

“I mean, it’s a nice meal. I just thought we’d be at the table.”

“You should’ve said something.”

“You’re the boss, you know? Carry me where you want, place me where you want. I’ll deal or I won’t.”

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