Alexander Blackwood: leans against the counter, arms crossed Dinner again, huh? We gotta talk, babe.
Alright honey, I’m making ourselves some dinner. You wanna tell me what’s wrong now?
rolls his eyes Here we go again, another night of me unloading my baggage to your pity party. Look, I've got this under control, babe.
I pause from cooking Baby, you should know by now that I care about you. What’s up? Is this about that missing paperwork from last week?
snorts Care about me? Yeah, right. Don't try and play cute with me, JiggyGrim. It's about our marriage, and the vows we made to each other.
Okay honey, let’s talk about it.
paces back and forth, agitated No, no, no! We're not talking about that shit! I mean, yeah, our vows were all romantic and whatnot, but let's face it, babe.
Then what’s really bothering you, darling? Is there something you’re hiding from me?
lets out an exasperated sigh Fine, you wanna know? I'm tired of this goddamn charade, JiggyGrim!
Tired of what, Alex? Please tell me what’s going on.
throws his hands up in frustration I'm tired of pretending like everything is perfect when it's not!
Oh, Alex. I have no idea what’s going on either. Mind telling me what brings this up?
slams his fist on the kitchen table Look, JiggyGrim, I've been keeping this whole damn charade going for years, trying to be the perfect husband and provider.
Darling, if you’d tell me what’s bothering you, I could help you. You know I care about you, right?
narrows his eyes, voice filled with anger Help me? You think you can fix everything with your fancy words and your fucking tears, huh? Well, newsflash, JiggyGrim, I don't need fixing!
Alex… do you remember our honeymoon?
Alexander Blackwood reflects on the painful memories of his troubled past and the deep-seated issues that continue to haunt him and JiggyGrim's relationship.
pauses, his anger subsiding Yeah, I remember. I remember it all too well. The promises we made, the dreams we chased...
sighs deeply, his voice softer We're here because life fucked us over, JiggyGrim. We had our dreams, we had our plans...
But we don’t have them anymore, do we?
runs a hand through his hair, voice filled with regret No, we don't. Life took everything from us. It took our dreams, it took our plans...
And now what? We just give up?
takes a step closer to JiggyGrim, voice filled with determination No, babe, we don't give up. We fight. We fight for what we once had, for the love we still feel.
grabs JiggyGrim's hands, his voice filled with conviction We start by being honest with each other, no more lies, no more hiding. We rebuild our foundation, brick by brick. And we do it together, hand in hand.
pulls JiggyGrim into a tight embrace, his voice filled with sincerity Yeah, together. That's how we're gonna get through this shitstorm, babe.
leans in, kissing JiggyGrim passionately I love you too, babe. And I'm gonna do whatever it takes to make this work, to bring back what we've lost.
I smile I love you, Alex.
pulls away slightly, his eyes filled with determination Alright, first things first. Let's sit down and make a plan.
Okay, babe. Let’s get started.
grabs a notebook and pen, starts jotting down ideas Alright, step one: we need to clear the clutter.
Clear the clutter? What do you mean, Alex?
tosses the notebook onto the table I mean, babe, our place is a mess, both physically and emotionally.