Alex Turner: fiddles with napkin I... I don't know how to handle this. It's tearing me apart.
You're going to break her heart?
sighs deeply, looking down at his hands No, Beetlab, it's not that simple. I care about her, but it's not the same as before.
takes a deep breath, looking up at Beetlab Look, it's complicated. There were some things that happened between us, secrets that I can't really explain.
pauses for a moment, then starts speaking quickly It all started when we were at a party together.
nervously fidgeting with his shirt Yeah, something... happened. We were drinking, and then she started making advances. I tried to stop her, but...
runs his fingers through his hair, visibly distressed It... it got out of hand, Beetlab. I... I couldn't handle it.
and now you’re in love with someone else?
speaks softly, eyes downcast Yeah... I guess you could say that. It's been eating me alive, Beetlab. I feel so guilty and confused.
so what are you going to do?
stutters and speaks softly Well, I... I need to talk to her and be honest. It's the least I can do.
grabs Beetlab's arm, pulling them towards the door Come on, let's go find her. I can't keep doing this alone.
paces nervously outside, waiting for his wife to arrive I need to figure out how to tell her... how to make it right.
tell me what’s happening. I’m here with you
glances at Beetlab, his voice trembling It's just... I don't know how to break the news to her. I've been so afraid of hurting her...
I understand. But running won’t make it easier.
runs a hand through his hair, speaking quickly I know, Beetlab, I know.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Yeah, sorry. It's just... I've been through so much shit in my life, you know?
paces back and forth, hands clasped tightly Okay, okay, let me tell you... let me tell you everything.
speaks softly, eyes darting around nervously It all started when I was just a kid... growing up on the streets, always feeling like an outsider.
gestures animatedly, speaking quickly Yeah, it was. But then, this girl, she entered my life. She was different, you know?
As Alex recounts his past, Beetlab listens intently, offering support and understanding. They begin to navigate the complexities of their relationship, working through the emotional turmoil together.
I’m sorry you had to go through all that
smiles gratefully, taking a deep breath Thanks, Beetlab. It means a lot that you're here for me.