"That's it, I'm out," said Elise as she threw her controller on the couch and walked to the fridge.
"Yo, grab me another beer. I have to keep loose in order to beat your shitty score," said Alex with a smile, throwing his empty beer can in the garbage.
"Take it easy on the beers Alex. I'm not letting you crash here again. I got too much crap from my boyfriend last time."
"He's a dick anyways, especially the way he treats you. You should find a man that respects you."
"Do you have any suggestions?"
Alex just looked at her and rolled his eyes. Elise smiled but inside she was dying. She knew her boyfriend was a jerk and she should dump his sorry ass, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"So, what's your K/D on this match," she asked, trying to steer the conversation away from her boyfriend.
"Apparently you didn't get me my beer quick enough. I'm 12/20 and the match is over."
"Maybe you should stick to drinking water like the rest of us who aren't trying to kill our livers."
"Well maybe you should find a man who isn't afraid to put his dick in you."
There was silence for the longest time. Alex had thrown a low punch and Elise was having a hard time recovering. She had sworn him to secrecy about her boyfriend's multiple excuses as to why he couldn't have sex with her. It wasn't like they were virgins, they had done it be on several occasions. But over the past two years Elise felt like they had grown apart. All he ever did was work, eat, and sleep. Even on his off days sex was treated like a taboo. Elise felt so neglected and the fact that Alex was making fun of it was too much. Hot tears began to flood her face as she sat there, unable to say anything. She jumped a little when she felt Alex sit down and put his arm around her.
"Hey there, don't cry. I was just joking. I'm sorry. I know that was a terrible joke and I shouldn't have gone there, okay? Please stop crying. I can deal with everyone else's tears but not yours."
"You're an asshole, you know that. I've told you how awful I feel and how much it hurts to have him treat me like just some object, but I won't have you in my apartment making me feel worse. Just leave."
"Are you for real Elise," Alex asked, removing his arm and standing up.
"I'm for real, just go. I don't want to deal with this right now."