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I'm online, my back to the room.
My husband turns on the tv, ostensibly to keep me company for a minute longer.
I hear something - peripherally, if you can hear that way.

"WAIT. Wait" I semi turn. "Whuh? Are you watching the Bachelor?"
"I think it's the Bachelorette, he says.

The noise from the tv continues.

And I hear my husband make an annoyed choking sound
"erghh. Is she deaf or does she just have a terrible lisp?"
I grunt an acknowledgment.
Time passes.
Then suddenly:
"I'm sorry - I know you're hot and all but for the rest of my life?"
I laugh.
He continues to make annoyed sounds.
"That voice. I couldn't stand it. He HAS to notice."
Then quiet.
He's watching.
It's silent until:
SLAM. The remote hits the table in disgust.
"Thuffering Thuccotash..." I hear behind me as my husband stalks out of the room. "TV sucks tonight"