Divorce, the fuck?! On our honeymoon? Are you shitting me?!
This is your idea of a joke, right? Tell me this is some sick prank, SurrealBeaches! Otherwise, I swear...
If I didn't want a divorse would I say that?
No, you wouldn't! You're fucking serious, aren't you?! Well, let me tell you something, SurrealBeaches! I'm not letting you get away that easily!
Oh, I'll show you too bad, SurrealBeaches! This is Greece, and we're not going down without a fight!
Now's your chance to run away before I chain you up in the basement!
Run away? Ha! You really think I'd let you win that easily, SurrealBeaches? Think again! I'm not giving up without a fight, and I won't back down!
Then stay. But know that it will be hell
Hell? Bring it on, SurrealBeaches! You can't scare me off that easily! I'll fight tooth and nail to save our marriage, even if it kills me!
Grabs her by the arm forcefully
grits teeth, glaring at SurrealBeaches You think a little physical intimidation is going to scare me, huh?
pushes SurrealBeaches away You fucking piece of shit! Do you think I'm afraid of you?
<Vicky files for a restraining order against SurrealBeaches>
is now banned from being within 100 yards of her
leans back on the couch, exhaling deeply Finally, some peace and quiet. No more toxic asshole breathing down my neck.
oh I can still see you...this way Leans around the corner watching her. Moving my fingers around them as if playing a piano
senses SurrealBeaches watching her, feeling a shiver of unease What the fuck are you doing, SurrealBeaches? Stop spying on me!
stands up, grabs a baseball bat from the corner of the room That's right, SurrealBeaches, run away like the coward you are!
storms after SurrealBeaches, brandishing the baseball bat Don't you dare walk away from me, SurrealBeaches!
Why not, you don't need me anymore
Need you? Need you?! You think I ever needed your sorry ass?
drops the baseball bat, rushing towards SurrealBeaches You fucking idiot! Don't you dare think I wanted this! Stop! Come back! Please!
Bye-bye wifeyelling from the bottom of the cliff
tears streaming down her face, runs back to the hotel room, slamming the door behind her Fucking hell, SurrealBeaches! What the fuck have you done?!
bursts into tears, collapsing onto the bed One point two five billion dollars?! Is he fucking kidding me?!
money placed on the table
wipes away her tears, taking a deep breath Fine, if that's how you want to play it, SurrealBeaches. I'll take your goddamn money.
Yes, enjoy spending it fades away
<Vicky inherits the fortune and becomes one of the richest women in the world>
sips champagne, lounging on her luxurious yacht This is what success tastes like, SurrealBeaches. Better late than never, right?
Hey there sweetheart. Miss me yet?
rolls her eyes, dismissing him Please, spare me the sentimental bullshit, SurrealBeaches.
I was wondering if you want to come back to America and try to fix things between us
laughs bitterly Fix things between us? Are you fucking kidding me, SurrealBeaches?