Alex: slamming the door Dammit, I can't breathe in here. Marriage? Seriously? I need out.
You know I have a panic attack when you leave
throws a suitcase on the bed Well, honey, maybe you should work on your therapy skills because I'm not staying in this suffocating apartment another second.
It’s the best one we could afford….
rolls eyes dramatically Best one? Honey, you know I don't give a damn about the price. I'll foot the bill for something nicer.
So, you’re just going to leave me?
takes a deep breath, flexes their muscles Look, babe, don't get all emotional on me. It's not like I'm leaving you or anything.
snaps fingers Exactly, babe! We're both free to do our own thing. It's not like I'm running away or some shit.
Why are you running away then?
points accusingly Running away? You think I'm running away? I'm just looking out for myself, making sure I don't suffocate under your...
quickly backtracks Uh, never mind. Look, it's not about you, okay? It's about us needing space to breathe, to explore, to live a little!
Is that really all it is?
grinning slyly Trust me, babe, it's all about finding my inner peace and harmony. Maybe I'll even find a secret stash of gold in the mountains.
Okay….I’ll go find a new roomie then
picks up their phone and starts scrolling Alright, hold up. Let's find you a responsible, non-psycho roommate. taps on an ad
shoot….I hope I can stand living with that
In the following days, Alex moves into their new apartment and quickly establishes a tense relationship with the new roommate, causing conflict and stress in the household.
Are you sure I can trust him in this apartment?
leans in close, whispers Look, babe, trust me. I've got my eye on this guy. He might look harmless, but I've got a bad feeling about him.