I know its just a crummy excuse for more commercialism, but it still sucks when it doesnt go that well.
MrFiji and I generally dont see each other after work - we rush home and then go to rugby practice or the gym. So this evening I came home and he had bought me a bunch of roses. Nice. I left his gift on the table for him.
I came home from the gym at around 8 and his pressie hadnt been touched. Then I got a message from him that he was going to his mates place to drink kava after rugby.
So, I will be in bed asleep when he gets home.
How fucking romantic.
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