โIโm so freaking tired,โ Rich said.
Kate turned her head and shot him a look. He didnโt notice.
Rich fidgeted with the PlayStation controller and continued.
โI get up at 8, roll into work, get shouted at all day, and still have to squeeze the gym in before I get home. Itโs really killing me.โ
Kate removed the suckling baby from her sore nipple.
โReally?โ She said quietly, barely having the energy to raise a weary eyebrow.
โIโm so sorry youโre having to deal with that. How was your dinner?โ
He didnโt look up from the screen. โYeah great, hon.โ
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Written for Friday Fictioneers using a prompt from Dale Rogerson this week (thanks, Dale). Read more stories by using the link here and feel free to join us by submitting your own take!

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