HOW SHOULD I KNOW WHICH BOOKS ARE HERS? NOBODY'S TOUCHED THAT SHELF FOR A HUNDRED YEARS! Oh, take the lot. I never read have them all memorized, anyway.
I understand. All told, it wasn't as ugly as it could've been. She apologized, I accepted it, I told her it wasn't working out, and...she agreed. *shrugs*
Oh...and you're also going to have another brother or sister. :S
*simultaneously directs the removal of his wife's belongings from his house*
One weekend, in Alqualondë...
*fabricates a long, libelous story featuring items such as 'bourbon', 'fire escape', and 'can opener'*
NOT THAT PAINTING! That one's MINE!
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Hi, honey.
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I'm still mad at you.
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*sighs*
C'mere.
*holds his arms out*
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I'm sorry... I really really am.
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Yeah. Me too. :(
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Oh...and you're also going to have another brother or sister. :S
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What?!
Oh fuck. Like this wasn't bad enough. :S
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Although...the idea isn't...entirely offensive to me. :S
*glares at a passing servant*
If you try to move my liquor cabinet one more time, I'm going to break you in half.
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I don't know. Maybe she was just getting broody and didn't think you'd agree?
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I... see.
Insurance policy? :S
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What?!
Well...why'd she agree to a divorce then??
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Maybe she did it because she knew it what was coming and didn't want to be lonely then.
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