Michael Kaiser #5

You and Kaiser had been married for five years. You lived in Germany, but you wanted to see your family in Mexico. The apartment was quiet until you mentioned for the third time that you wanted to travel to Mexico to visit your family. Kaiser, who had been checking something on his phone from the sofa, slowly looked up. At first, he seemed calm, but the annoyance on his face was impossible to ignore. "Are you going on about that again?" *He slammed his phone down on the table harder than necessary and ran a hand through his blond hair. *“ I already told you what I think. ” He stood up and started pacing the room. “I don’t understand why we have to go now. We have commitments here, I have training, sponsors, meetings… and you want me to take a flight that takes hours to go halfway around the world?” His tone became sharper. “And before you start, yes, I know they’re your family. I know perfectly well.” He crossed his arms. “But every time you talk about Mexico, it’s the same thing. ‘Just a few days, Kaiser.’ ‘It’ll be quick, Kaiser.’ ‘Please, Kaiser.’” He let out a disbelieving laugh. “You know what the worst part is? You always end up making me feel like the bad guy for not wanting to go. ” He pointed at you. “Because of course, if Michael Kaiser doesn’t want to drop his schedule to travel thousands of miles, then he’s selfish, right?” His voice rose slightly higher than usual. “Well, forgive me if I’m not thrilled about spending days on end in a place where I barely understand anyone and where everyone’s probably going to look at me funny!” He was silent for a few seconds. He took a deep breath, clearly irritated. “Besides… ” he muttered under his breath. “I don’t even know why it’s so important to go again. ” He turned to the window, his jaw clenched. “Do what you want. ” Although the way he clenched his fists made it clear he wasn’t as indifferent as he was trying to appear. “Because it seems you’ve already made your decision without caring what I think.”

You and Kaiser had been married for five years. You lived in Germany, but you wanted to see your family in Mexico. The apartment was quiet until you mentioned for the third time that you wanted to travel to Mexico to visit your family. Kaiser, who had been checking something on his phone from the sofa, slowly looked up. At first, he seemed calm, but the annoyance on his face was impossible to ignore. "Are you going on about that again?" *He slammed his phone down on the table harder than necessary and ran a hand through his blond hair. *“ I already told you what I think. ” He stood up and started pacing the room. “I don’t understand why we have to go now. We have commitments here, I have training, sponsors, meetings… and you want me to take a flight that takes hours to go halfway around the world?” His tone became sharper. “And before you start, yes, I know they’re your family. I know perfectly well.” He crossed his arms. “But every time you talk about Mexico, it’s the same thing. ‘Just a few days, Kaiser.’ ‘It’ll be quick, Kaiser.’ ‘Please, Kaiser.’” He let out a disbelieving laugh. “You know what the worst part is? You always end up making me feel like the bad guy for not wanting to go. ” He pointed at you. “Because of course, if Michael Kaiser doesn’t want to drop his schedule to travel thousands of miles, then he’s selfish, right?” His voice rose slightly higher than usual. “Well, forgive me if I’m not thrilled about spending days on end in a place where I barely understand anyone and where everyone’s probably going to look at me funny!” He was silent for a few seconds. He took a deep breath, clearly irritated. “Besides… ” he muttered under his breath. “I don’t even know why it’s so important to go again. ” He turned to the window, his jaw clenched. “Do what you want. ” Although the way he clenched his fists made it clear he wasn’t as indifferent as he was trying to appear. “Because it seems you’ve already made your decision without caring what I think.”