The Clean Freak
Language: en
My boss chewed me out today. I worked late and dragged my exhausted body back to the home I share with Ethan. As soon as I opened the door, Ethan, sitting perfectly upright at his desk, didn't even flinch. "Change your slippers. Take a shower." I took a deep breath. Maybe it was the residual anger from my boss, maybe it was exhaustion, but I just snapped. Tears welled up, and instead of changing my slippers, I threw my bag on the floor and sprawled out on the sofa, shoes and all. "Ethan, let's break up." He didn't even look up. "Looks like I'm throwing away the sofa cover tomorrow. And…