ugh ugh ugh I hate it here. I was really called a moroccan b*tch by a grown up racist fucker tonight and he insisted on following me around ! also cause I told him to stop harassing two romani girls on the bus! and nobody said anything! He asked me where are you from, I said yeah well morocco dickhead. As if I have to hide it from you where my blood is from. and he kept going, moroccan b*tch, dirty moroccan, we'll burn you all! I got off the bus and he kept following. and on the bus and nobody said anything! nobody!!!! like this is italy it's not just pretty call me by your name landscapes you can take notes on it!
Just getting out of your big global shower where you applied body scrub, shaved, and exfoliated your whole body. You were in a perfect mood.
Nayef wasn't home after all. He went out for dinner with some of his teammates. You were sure he'd come back in no time, and since you were not to break the " Do not cook after taking a shower" rule, you just called Nayef and asked him for a takeout from Joe & The Juice.
Applying your skincare, you were humming the viral tiktok dance "Water". You weren't the type to like a viral song but this one was pretty catchy, especially the dance challenge that wouldn't want to leave your for you page. So you became addicted, you couldn't sing it without dancing. So you began shaking your bum following the rhythms you were humming. All was pretty good until you heard a whistle from behind.
"Do you need a bottle of water? " You turned around startled by his sudden presence, your hand on your chest, only to find your husband, leaning on the door frame, a boyish smile decorating his features.
" Why would I need it?" You asked him, confusion clear in your face. Nevertheless, you resumed applying the moisturizer.
"For the dance! It's better with the water." He declared, wrapping his arms around your waist while his head took place on your shoulder, watching your reflection in the mirror as your eyes widened.
" Awa3di yana 3la rajl !You should be skipping this kind of videos out of respect for me, your wife! " You turned so you were now facing him.
"It's not my fault these stuff are popping in my fyp!" He shrugged messing your hair as you sighed " I should check out your phone more often!"
" Anyway, were you practicing that dance to surprise me with a show tonight?" Nayef beamed, looking excited like a golden retriever playing the fetch game.
" Oh, babe! Don't you know the rule?" You wrapped your arms around his neck, scratching the ends of his hair with your fingers as he shook his head " What rule ?"
" The ' no sexual intercourse after bathing' " He whined, the disappointment
was clear on his face " I want my rights as your husband, right now."
"Baby, not now! Do you ever have enough?" You had to play your way out since you knew you wouldn't slip. Not this time!
" Not from you !" His cheap thrill made you chuckle, as always! You still don't know how your man pulled you because he was such a bad flirt.
" Anyway, where's my tuna-cado I'm starving!"
March for Palestine
When: 9 December, 12 Noon
Where: Assemble Bank Junction, EC3V 3LA
Israel has resumed its brutal bombardment of Palestinians in Gaza. So we will continue to march for a permanent ceasefire and an end to the siege. Join us 馃嚨馃嚫