Back to the Living Room

You return to the living room and find Matt still sitting on the couch watching the game. You try to return as casually as possible so that he doesn't suspect a thing. The television is still quite loud, so you're sure he probably didn't hear anything.

"You were gone a long time," he says suddenly.

"Uh, yeah, stomach cramps." You come up with the first lie that enters your head.

{if Kali Fuck = true}"If you aren't feeling well, maybe you should just head home."

He sounds cold, and you wonder if he knows what you did. Did he come looking for you? Or was Kali too loud? You dismiss the idea though. If he'd caught you in the act, wouldn't he have said or done something in the moment, rather than gone back to wait in the living room? Either way, you don't feel welcome here any more.

"Yeah, yeah, I think you're right. I'm gonna head home and get some rest."

You gather your things and prepare to leave.

"See you later," you say. "Tell Kali I said bye."

He doesn't reply, he just grunts and you see yourself out. Since you're leaving earlier than intended, you wonder if Ariana will be home yet. Secretly you hope that she won't be, since you'd like some time to think about what you're going to do and say to Kali on Friday.

{else}"So you've been shitting up my toilet all afternoon. I hope you didn't block the pipes," he jokes.

"If they can handle your titanic shits they can handle anything."

You laugh and banter some more before watching the rest of the game. Nothing else significant happens, so eventually you say goodbye and head home to your wife.{endif}