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"You know that's ..." That was exactly the reason why for the last blow up. Ultimatums that he backed down from. Cid just sighed and rubbed a hand across his face before he was picking up the bottle and taking a drink. Hard cider always snuck up on him but he was only on his second bottle and it would take a while before he started to get pink-cheeked.

"It's the same-old, same-old. I push, I lay down what I want ..." He managed to not beat his head against the bar anymore but he did lower it back down for a moment. "Every day, Borr, every day. She is the first person I see in the morning," and sometimes that meant just a video call while in bed when they didn't stay over at each other's places, " and the last one I see at night ..."

The man fell silent and then just quietly groaned. "I've got it so bad. I don't want either of us running the show, I want to run it together. I'm tired of being viewed as a ..." He trailed off as his head rose and a flush spread across his cheeks as he realized just how much it was bothering him.

... and what he felt like.

It was terrible.

"Nnnghhh." Cid just slumped again on the bar. The twenty-somethings would have gotten flipped off normally but he was just out of ********. "We're at my place more often than not but our turtles are at her place and ..."

Thunk.

Thunkthunk.

"Going with cursed here. It's easier than dealing with this." It was another near whine but it was because he knew all the paths he could take and all of them lead to them fighting because Wendy wanted her image and her independence and he just wanted Wendy.

She was the one that made the deal about Sundays for pete's sake.

"Grand gestures make her suspicious and ..." Cid huffed. "It would have to be more than grand to work on her anyway."

He was ready for that next cider.

"I would settle for her just changing her facebook relationship status," he huffed.