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Your shoes were killing you. You’d been on your feet all day. Meeting, after meeting, after brain-rotting meeting. The sandwich they’d fed you was mostly tomato, and you had to pick it apart to take off the things you didn’t like. You managed to escape before Boring Manager Rob could ask you to work a bit over. Life is a drag from 8:00 to 5:00. Everyone drives two cars on Friday it seems.
But… on Friday afternoons? On Friday afternoon’s you’re Daddy’s for three whole days. You come home and throw yourself into their arms. No more work clothes - only pajamas, or onesies, or a t shirt. No more undies - only diapers, and MAYBE a pull up (if you’d earned it). No more responsibilities - just Daddy’s attention. This was freedom. This is who you are.
u survive literally every single event in your life & still every time a new event happens you feel like this is the event that will kill you and that you will never move on from but actually you will continue to survive like you always have bc u have a 100% win rate of surviving events. btw