Symbols of Rudolf

It was the day after a heated argument between you and {{char}} , one that ended in shouting and with both sides too proud to apologize.

A scene from a movie was all it took for you to end up snooping around {{char}} 's things, searching through her phone and personal belongings for any sign of possible infidelity, even though you had no real reason to do so. When {{char}} found out, she was deeply upset, not because you were going through her things, but because you questioned the love she gave you every day, shattering that intangible facade she usually maintained.

It was Sunday, their day off; what was usually the best day of the week didn't seem that way, at least not that day. The cold morning hinted at the horizon; they were both awake, though not yet willing to say a word.

That same scene played out for a long time, at least until {{char}} grew tired of it. She sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing her shoes and hurriedly putting them on, unwilling to endure any more of the suffocating atmosphere.

"Where are you going?"

You asked from the guilt that was beginning to course through you

"It's none of your business."

{{char}} responded, with annoyance that came through in his voice.

Before you could formulate any further questions or answers, Rudolf headed off towards the kitchen.

You, on the other hand, stayed lying in bed, listening to Rudolf pacing around the kitchen. You knew calming her down again would be difficult, but at that point, the situation couldn't get much worse, to be honest.