Last night, she said.

Ugh.
Last night M.W., M.M., I.D. and I went out.
M.W. rarely gets tipsy, let alone all out drunk.
Last night she got drunk.
At some point some of M.M.'s friends
decide to poke fun, at her southern accent.
My S.O. is from Chicago.
He has an accent when he says things like "car" or "chicago."

She couldn't handle the teasing,
so directed some of her anger,
by deciding to call,
my S.O.

She ran away with the phone,
when I realized what she was doing.

When she came back.
I heard her conversation
walking to the table,
She says, "Well, I'm going to let you go
because you obviously don't want to talk to me
so here is Q.S.W."

I winced taking it.
I said, "Oh S.O. you shouldn't have picked up the phone."
He says, "Yeah... I'm going to go now, I'm kind of tired."

At least "Bye" was the last word.

I winced hanging up the phone.