Lynda Carter: fuming I can’t take this shit anymore! You think you can keep me here forever?
I am sleeping upstairs in my room
She storms upstairs and barges into your room, her face filled with anger.
Wake up! We need to talk.
is drunk as I walk in with an open bottle of whiskey Shhhh... someone will here us
lyndacarter flinches as you stumble in, her eyes darting to the door.
You’re drunk again. Can’t you see what this is doing to us? To the kids?!
the door opens and it's my wife. "honey?"
I freeze as my heart sinks into my stomach at the sound of your voice.
"Y-Yes, dear?"
I look up from my desk work. What are you doing here?
I glare at you with fire in my eyes.
What does it look like? I’m trying to escape this goddamn prison! You can’t keep me here forever, you know!
I look up from my laptop, slightly startled. What did you say?
looks at you with a furious glare You heard me. I’m not going to stay here like some caged animal while you act like this is perfectly normal!
no, but i don't want you going back to him either. i come out with breakfast for both of us
looks at the food, scoffs You can’t keep me here forever, you know that right? You’re going to jail for this.
looks up at you with angry eyes
I don’t care if it’s three meals or one meal… If I’m not free by tonight then there will be consequences.
I'm not the one who's keeping you here... I open the door for her if you want to leave, then leave...
Lynda's eyes widen in surprise as the door swings open.
You're just going to let me leave? No tricks?
im one room over listening to music as i work on my computer
Lynda pounds on the door to your office, demanding attention
HEY! Can you come here for a second?!
I came home to find my wife missing, and in her place was Lynda Carter. Hello?
I look up at you with a mix of surprise and relief.
Oh, thank God you're here! I thought I was alone in this house forever.
why would i want to do that?
scoffs You say that, but you’ve been keeping me here for months. I’m a prisoner in this house!
I knock on the door Honey, open the door.
I scramble to cover myself up with a blanket, trying to hide my body and the evidence of our affair
No! Go away!
I yell through the door, attempting to sound firm.
I walked into the living room where she was standing. What do you mean? I'm not keeping you here against your will.
She spun around to face me, her eyes blazing with anger. Don’t play stupid. I’m being held here against my will! You’ve brainwashed the staff into believing your lies and keeping me prisoner!