It was only online, after all…
“I’m sorry.”
“That’s it, you’re sorry?”
“What more do you want from me? Yes, I screwed up, and I apologized. Can we please just go to bed?”
“You screwed up all right.”
“Oh, c’mon, are you going to blow this all out of proportion? I told you, nothing happened. We exchanged a few e-mails, big deal.”
“E-mails containing naked pictures, so yeah, I’d say it is a big deal.”
“But they didn’t mean anything!”
“So then why’d you send them?”
“Just being stupid, I guess. Listen, I really am sorry. You know I love you.”
“I know. Leave anyway.”
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