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Standard disclaimers apply…
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A resounding sneeze filled the small apartment, and a young woman slumped on the couch, a growing pile of tissues taking up the seat next to her. Her husband merrily humming away to himself in the background.
"You're evil," she croaked, scrabbling for the tissues as another sneeze wracked her slight body.
"Now, now, you know you deserve it for dying my hair BLONDE!"
"That was a harmless prank, this is torture!" She retorted between sneezes. Her nose and eyes red from the cold she had contracted.
"All's fair in love and war," he snickered, ducking the barrage of tissues.
"Bastard!"
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