Old 12-26-2018, 12:50 AM   #1
hoangmao300

Name: hoangmao300
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We don’t have a fucking doorbell

So a couple years I moved out of state with a boyfriend. Was super excited about it however with reason had anxiety about being so much from family and friends. One of the ways my anxiety was coming out was with nightmares as well as night terrors. I would wake up violently sitting up in a cold sweat, gasping and whatnot. On one particular night I'd woken up the sound of our doorbell ringing. Which at four in the early morning is actually fucking nerve wracking. So I shook my boyfriend fully awake and stated to him I heard the doorbell and to go check it since I was scared. He rapidly jumps up. Puts on clothes and grabs a bat. Goes all the right way to the front door and opens it. I, scared shitless, am peeking nearby watching everything go down. I see him step outside and I nervously await the verdict of the situation while I notice him call out to me. Babe? And I react real shaky, Yes? He stands in the doorway with a genuine frustrated tired appearance in his eyes and says, We don't have a fucking doorbell.
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