He stepped into the elevator and the doors closed with a swish. I grabbed a clean mug from the side and threw it across the room. It collided with the door and smashed, white china falling over the carpet.
"Fucking self-entitled, controlling, demanding fucking bastard."
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I think I might move.
My love of water had always kept me in Seattle. The Bay has kept me grounded close to a place full of happy memories from years gone by, but I had never really loved the weather.
I was thinking Sydney had everything. It had water, a harbor, hot weather, and beaches. It was like California and Seattle all ro
