Homewrecker Page #2

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cannot happen.

No, it is,

it is happening.

Listen, we...

we gotta we gotta...

we're gonna go.

Okay? Come on, we're

gonna leave right now!

I... I cant.

Listen, do you have ID?

I cant believe it!

I love him so much and

he's f***ing somebody else.

Shh, just

calm down, Okay?

I'm gonna put this in the door,

and we're gonna leave, Okay?

No.

He's f***ing somebody else.

Come on!

He is!

You don't know that.

Yes, I do.

No, I do know it.

I feel it, I mean I feel this.

He hasn't had sex with

me in, like, three weeks.

He probably thinks

I'm disgusting

Can you stand up for me? Huh?

No!

He's a f***ing ass hole, isn't he?

Yes!

Yes, he is.

Yes, he is.

You're not gonna

get him here.

You have to go.

I mean, am I really

so totally repulsive?

You're a

beautiful Irdy.

God!

I'm gonna put

this in the door,

M m-mm.

And we're

gonna walk out. Okay?

Okay?

Sh*t. What in the flying

f*** am I gonna do?

Did you move stuff? I

mean, when he comes home,

is he gonna know that somebody was here?

What am I supposed to do? Just

turn the other cheek or something?

Look, I... I... I...

Listen, you cant

say anything, alright?

I can get into a sh*t-lord of f***ing

trouble for this, alright? Just...

This is our secret?

Yeah, but why... why

couldn't he just tell me,

you just tell me,

like, I can take it.

I... I really

need to get back to work.

He's never gonna tickle my back again.

Oh.

You Okay?

Do you have any tissues?

I don't.

I don't, no.

I don't.

Do you think

he really loves her?

Or maybe it's just

a f*** thing.

I... you don't

know anything.

Okay?

Oh, my God! I'm totally

freaking the f*** out here!

You have to help me.

No. I'd love to help you

but I gotta get back to work.

No, no, listen, I'm freaking

the f*** out right now.

I cant help... you cant smoke that here,

this isn't my van. Okay?

Okay?

I've gotta think of a plan.

can I drop you

somewhere? Huh?

can I drop you home?

Okay, I can do that for you. Okay?

Alright? You gonna smile?

Calm the f*** down?

Good. Put your seatbelt on, please.

Yes, sir.

Who the f*** turns their

phone off for three hours

in the middle of a Workday?

My God

I mean, do you turn

your phone off?

No.

No, that's right.

I have to be on call

Oh, Lord. I guess

that's kind of different.

What about your sheets? When

do you change your sheets?

What?

Like when do you

change your sheets?

Like how often?

I don't know.

He changes his,like, All the time

Every dry.

I change mine,

every other Tuesday.

Why... why would you change

your sheets every other Tuesday?

I don't know, I

guess I'm on a schedule.

Why are you on a schedule?

It's discipline.

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