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80 Irreconcilable differences

The ride home was silent because I preferred it that way. He drove little slower than others I have seen. His car is pretty average for a fashion photographer. He has a Tesla, unlike others in his profession he seemed to care about environment. But not for people. He didn't care about my feelings. He got me into trouble. I don't think he is in love with me at all. He is just good at pretending things.

"You are a fashion photographer with military training. Is there something else I don't know about you?", I asked with a huff.

"Yes I'm allergic to peanuts", he said to me with a big smile. I only meant to taunt him. But his words got me curious.

"I don't know how you got into military it doesn't suit you", I told him.

"I got into military because I had a problem with drugs. It helped me to stay sober", he said with a shrug.

"And fashion photography?", I asked him.

"I'm a good shooter whether it was promotions or enemy behind the bunkers", he said with a chuckle.

"That is cool", I a
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