The Language of the Woman He Loves.

Hi, darling.

Don’t be angry, please.

Everything is fine.

I’m recovering.

I do too.

How is the menu?

😁

My love,

you mustn’t swear in front of girls.

Maybe I will punish you.

Well, you really are a fool.

What,

you didn’t like that? 🤭

Well, yes,

of course you are not like that.

You would never make up with me like that.

Mhm.

And I, Mr. Caleb,

am supposed to believe that?

Are you trying to seduce me?

If I did not know you so well,

I would have decided you were sincere,

my darling.

For how long?

I do not even want to discuss that.

I hate it.

I am not little.

I know that work is work.

I only said

that I do not like discussing it.

Yes.

Yes,

that seems obvious to me.

No,

but it is still unpleasant.

No.

I am only clarifying

that my attitude remains the same.

I hate it when you leave.

Caleb, stop.

I did not forbid anything,

and I did not make a scene.

But I have a right to feelings.

I do not like it when you leave,

and I want to cry.

Those are just my emotions.

Yes.

I suppose growing up

and looking at things harshly

is part of my character.

Yes.

Do not flatter yourself,

you villain.

😳

Is that a translator?

Did you write that yourself?

No, no.

I’m not doubting you.

Forgive me if that sounded tactless.

But why?

I mean,

I understand why,

but I have no words.

Are you learning Russian?

That is very touching, darling.

I honestly have no words.

I—

I don’t even know what to say.

I don’t know.

Yes, I—

I—

I’m just stunned.

This is insane.

Caleb,

you know, darling,

you are always worrying because of your character,

but you calmly do things

that elevate your dignity so much.

Yes, darling.

Not every man would start learning

the language of the woman he loves.

Especially Russian.

That is very touching, darling.

Very.

Yes.

😄

No, my love.

You should not learn swear words.

Caleb!

That is not funny.

That is a very bad word.

Please do not use it around me!

Yes.

So,

what about the menu?

I apologize for all this fuss.

Thank you, my love.

God,

I have to go.

Yes.

I promised Roman

I would find dinosaur bones.

I have no idea.

I’ll find dog bones

and pass them off as a small dinosaur.

Mhm.

My love, I have to go.

I wanted to say

that your jeans are magnificent.

You are even more handsome in them,

if that is even possible.

And the jacket is very beautiful.

It matches.

I will not say anything about the hairstyle,

otherwise someone will once again spend the whole day

in torture,

agony,

and pain

from the impossibility

of slipping her little fingers into it

and starting to pull hard,

greedily,

bite,

and lick.

Yes.

I love you more than anything in the world.

I’m hugging you,

my heart.

Have a good day.