Although he would never speak this opinion aloud, Miah thought this was exactly why you never got on the bad side of a woman. They were a creature that was more unpredictable than any other living being. The guy down there had this all coming to him though, which meant he got very little sympathy from Miah as he watched the exchange.
He winced as the woman lobed the lamp at the guy. Maybe a better person would try and break up the fight – he wasn’t really the epitome of a do-gooder though, so he remained where he was. “You would throw lamps at someone for attention?” He made a mental note not to get on Maddie’s bad side, then. If she had a violent streak he wanted to remain as far away from it as possible. “Seems like a lot of work to go through all of this just for attention…”
“Sadly, I don’t think you’re too far off. Seems to be the normal cycle in relationships like the one so clearly on display down there,” Miah couldn’t really speak from experience, as he really didn’t do the relationship thing. “You would think it would get old repeating this process over and over, though.”
Miah chuckled and glanced at Maddie out of the corner of his eye. “Haven’t you figured out by now that my gender can be idiots when it comes to women,” maybe it was throwing guys under the bus to generalize them like that. But he was a realist and not above admitting that men lost their minds when it came to dealing with women. When the baseball came flying by them, he ducked to the side and wondered if being a spectator was really safe. “Honestly, my guess is the mistress lives near by.”
“They would be one hell of a way to end this argument,” He hoped on some level that this was just talk, that she wasn’t truly thinking about throwing molotovs at living people.