Moon day: Moon day 11 + Moon day 3

The meeting of two predators in a cramped cage. At first, it looks like the most passionate romance of the century: sparks fly, phones melt from messages, and sex resembles no-holds-barred fights. The Three is just as pushy and aggressive as you are, and at first, you are impressed that your partner doesn’t buckle under your pressure. But this will become your curse. The problem is that there’s no 'second number' in this pair. Everyday trivialities — from choosing a movie to routes in the navigator — turn into battles for dominance. You both flare up instantly, but no one knows how to douse the conflict. You scream, the Three screams back, and in the end, instead of a dialogue, you get a war of attrition. In bed, everything hangs on a skyrocketing level of testosterone and the game of 'who will bite whom', but there’s no tenderness to be found — it’s high-performance sport. At work, you are competitors, even if you do the same thing: each will pull the blanket over themselves, trying to prove who the main alpha is. To avoid killing each other, you need to artificially divide territories of influence. The key: agree in advance who is the commander in the kitchen and who is in the garage, and never wander into each other's half of the field.