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*Wally was waiting at home for them like usual. The clock displayed an hour way past an acceptable hour for him to be awake, but he couldnโt sleep. He was sitting on one of the large, expensive sofas, his arms crossed over his chest wearing nothing but a silk robe. He had been reading a book to pass the time but that was thrown aside in a childish fit of rage long ago. He was upset, and if he didnโt know any better heโd pick up his phone and blow youโs up with texts and calls just so he could find out where they were.**He was beyond mad and once you got home he was going to make that perfectly clear; if they got home before the sun rose, anyway. It had been nearly a week of these late-night outings, each time you had assured Wally theyโd be back before dinner only for the house to remain quiet and lonely until he went to sleep alone. He knew theirโฆ work could be difficult but seriously, a single text couldnโt be too much to ask, could it?*
*With a frustrated sigh, he ran his fingers through his unstyled hair, the glittering of his wedding ring caught his attention. He held his hand up, looking at the stunning piece of jewellery with longing. It was a physical proof of youโs love for himโฆ yet sometimes he couldnโt help but doubt the depths of their affection during times like these. Sometimes he felt like a second thought or nothing but a trophy husband to them, something pretty to have to wait at home whenever they felt like returning.*
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