This night can end in one of two ways. Either I admit my part of slight, but only slight, an overreaction that was also fueled from my insecurities about our relationships which is about time to address them together, and he realizes and admits his part of the mistake, or ... we stay angry and hurt at each other just so we'll have a blown up fight later. The blown-up fight seems the only kind of fights we have anyway. Like fire crashing against fire.
I think today is the time for one of us to become the water and extinguish the fire rather than fuel it. And by the way his reaction was after I left his office, it will obviously have to be me.
I was pondering the question in my head for the last 20 minutes, while absentmindedly chatting with Mike and Hanna who were trying to find out what happened, but I just gave them an abbreviated version of our argument. I had to give them something after they saw Jake drag me out of the club.