La toxica loves to punch me šŸ˜‚

If you’ve ever been in a playful relationship, then you know exactly what I mean when I say la toxica loves to punch me. Before you think it’s anything serious, let me clear it up—it’s all jokes and laughs, but she definitely doesn’t hold back when it comes to her little playful ā€œpunches.ā€ The funny part is that she swears she’s not even hitting hard, but the way my arm feels afterward tells a different story.

It usually happens when I tease her, which, to be fair, is most of the time. I’ll say something silly, poke fun at how long she takes to get ready, or remind her of that one embarrassing story she told me once—and boom, instant punch. Not the kind that sends me flying, but that quick jab with a smirk on her face that lets me know I went too far. Honestly, I think it’s her way of keeping me in check while also showing affection in her own funny way.

What makes it even better is how dramatic she gets afterward. She’ll throw her hands up like, ā€œSee? That’s what you get!ā€ and laugh while I rub my arm pretending to be injured. I’ll exaggerate, act like I need medical attention, and she just laughs harder. It’s our little game—her punches, my fake complaints, and then the makeup hug afterward.

People who see us joke around like this always shake their heads and say, ā€œYou two are crazy,ā€ but I think that’s what makes our relationship so fun. It’s not always about roses, fancy dinners, or long speeches. Sometimes love looks like inside jokes, playful banter, and yes—even a few unexpected punches from la toxica.

At the end of the day, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Every punch is just another reminder that we don’t take ourselves too seriously, and laughter is always part of the relationship.

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