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Please don't be difficult, Simon.
Difficult? he goes. That's a bit rich, isn't it? When I'm the one who's been thrown out with nowhere to live. If I didn't know you were going to take me back eventually I'd be really upset.
I'm not going to take you back, I say.
Yes you are.
No I'm not, I say.
But I am back, aren't I? Here I am.
Just to get your things.
Or to come back here where my things are.
Simon, you need to go now, I say, getting angry now.
He leans against the counter. Only when we've had a drink and a proper discussion, he announces.
For fuck's sake, I shout. Can't you behave like an adult for once?
Em, Em, he wheedles. Don't get upset. All I'm saying is, I love you and I don't want to lose you.
Like this is the way, I retort.
Ah! he says. So there might be a way?
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