Gaslighting

I felt like I had enough with her, so I picked her up, put her in her bed, and out of chivalry drove all her stuff to the laundromat to actually clean her clothes.

I got back and put all of Chelsea's things in order, being sure to wipe off her seepage before putting her PJ's on. Then I went to bed myself, turning off the lights as I slept.

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I woke up with a big slug in the arm from Chelsea.

"Ow!" I rubbed it, "what was that for?"

"I had a dream last night!" she recounted grumpily. "I was taking a shower, and you took all my clothes to the laundromat and made me lounge around the house nekkid!"

"Oh, I'm sorry about that, honey," I peddled up more mock sympathy, "and then what happened?"

"N-nothing..." Chelsea looked off into the distance with a blush. I could tell today was going to be great.