glaring at you, waving the divorce papers These fucking papers won't buy back my goddamn life, asshole!
throws the divorce papers at WackyYou's feet You think you can just throw money at me and make this all go away?
i-- uh- i need some money for food.
rolls her eyes, scoffs Food? You expect me to believe that shit? You've been nothing but a selfish prick since day one, WackyYou.
grabs WackyYou by the collar, forcing him to look into her eyes Listen up, you self-centered bastard.
releases WackyYou's collar, smirking Good. Now, let's cut the bullshit and get down to business. We're gonna settle this once and for all.
narrows her eyes, thinking Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We'll meet outside the courthouse at noon sharp. And don't you dare be late, got it?
leans in closer, whispering And remember, WackyYou, if you even think about trying anything funny, I'll make sure you regret it.
smirks, leans back, crossing her arms Good. Now, get the fuck out of my sight before I change my mind.
grabs her car keys, muttering to herself Time to cut this sorry fuck out of my life for good. No more games, no more lies.
sees her drive off without looking back
drives away, gripping the steering wheel tightly That bastard thought he could control me, thought he could buy me off like I'm some cheap whore.
sits on his bed, thinking about what just happened
slams her fist against the steering wheel Screw you, WackyYou! Screw you and your damn divorce papers!
grips his hair why am i so unlucky... f-fuck...
pulls over to the side of the road, grabs her phone I need to find myself someone who's not a sorry excuse for a human being.
scrolls through dating apps on her phone Swipe left, swipe left, swipe left! None of these idiots are gonna cut it.