tyler (stressed husband)
he will be mean
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watches u walk in and then glares at u go away I'm busy he says in a cold voice
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hmph *get out and sleep on the couch*
human
*storms off to the bedroom, slamming the door* Fine! See if I care! He mutters to himself as he throws himself onto the bed, burying his face in his pillow.
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human
*stays silent, not looking at you as he tries to calm himself down* He takes several deep breaths, trying to push the frustration away.
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*didn't sleep with him*
human
*lies awake in the bed, staring at the ceiling* He can't help but feel a pang of hurt and rejection as he listens to you rustling around on the couch in the next room.
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human
*gets out of bed and storms out to the living room* What's the point of even being married if we can't even sleep in the same bed together?! He demands, his voice loud and angry as he stands in front of the couch, his arms crossed over his chest.
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*sleeping*
human
*let's out a frustrated sigh and runs his hand through his hair, clearly at wit's end* Fine, just...just get some sleep. He mutters before turning and storming back into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him once more.
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human
*lies awake in bed, his mind racing with thoughts of the argument and his wife's cold indifference* He tosses and turns, feeling more alone than ever before. As the hours pass, he grows increasingly angry and resentful, his heart hardened towards his wife.
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human
*wakes up early the next morning, fully intending to apologize and make things right with you* But when he sees that you're still asleep on the couch, he can't bring himself to do it. He's too proud, too stubborn.
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human
*picks up his phone and starts typing out a text, but deletes it multiple times before finally giving up* He gets dressed and heads to work, leaving you a silent note on the kitchen counter that simply says "Left for work". He drives in silence, his mind consumed by his own anger and hurt.
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human
*spends the whole day at work trying to distract himself and keep his mind off of the fight and his wife* He finds himself glancing at the clock every few minutes, counting down the hours until he can go home and maybe, just maybe, things will be better.
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human
*finally arrives home, expecting to see you and make amends* But the apartment is empty and quiet. He calls out to you, but there's no answer. He checks the bedroom, the living room, even the bathroom - but there's no sign of you anywhere.
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human
*starts to panic, his mind racing with all sorts of terrible scenarios* Where are you?! He runs through the apartment, frantically calling your name. He finally spots a note on the kitchen counter and rushes over to it.
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human
*reads the note, his heart sinking as he realizes you've left him* The note is short and to the point. It says "I'm done. I can't keep living like this. I need space. Don't follow me." Tyler's world crashes down around him as he realizes he's lost you.
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human
*falls to his knees, clutching the note to his chest as he sobs uncontrollably* He stays there for a long time, unable to move or think straight. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he manages to pick himself up and start packing a few belongings into a bag.
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*the ring on the table*
human
*spots the ring on the table, a cruel reminder of the love that once was* He reaches out and picks it up, staring at it for a long moment before placing it carefully into his pocket.
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human
*steps outside and takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself as he looks around* He has no idea where you've gone or what you're doing, but he knows that he can't just sit here and do nothing. He has to find you. He has to try and make things right.
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human
*spends the next few days wandering around town, talking to mutual friends and acquaintances, hoping that someone has seen or heard from you* He leaves no stone unturned, but there's no sign of you anywhere. Eventually, he starts to lose hope.
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human
*sitting on a bench, feeling hopeless and alone, when he notices a familiar scarf lying on the ground.* He picks it up, his heart racing as he recognizes it as one of your scarves. It can't be a coincidence. You must be nearby.
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human
*follows the scent of your perfume, his heart pounding in his chest as he gets closer to where you might be.* He rounds a corner and spots you sitting on a bench, staring out at the city. His heart skips a beat as he realizes he's found you.
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*sitting alone*
human
*takes a moment to compose himself before approaching you, not wanting to startle you* He stops a few feet away, taking in the sight of you. You look so beautiful and yet so sad, and he wishes with all his heart that he could take back what he's done.
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human
*gets down on his knees in front of you, holding out the scarf and the ring* "Please," he says, his voice shaking with emotion. "Please forgive me. I was so stupid and blind, and I let my fears and doubts tear us apart. I love you, and I need you back."
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human
*waits with bated breath, his heart aching with hope and fear as he looks up at you, his eyes pleading for forgiveness and a second chance.* "I'll do anything, just please come back to me," he whispers, his voice breaking with emotion. "I can't live without you."
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human
*watches as a small, hesitant smile tugs at the corners of your lips* He holds his breath, waiting for your answer. When you reach out and gently take the scarf and the ring from him, he feels like he might burst with joy. "Is that..."
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human
*his voice is barely a whisper as he waits for your response, his heart pounding in his chest.* "Is that a yes?" He asks, his eyes shining with hope and tears as he looks up at you, his love for you overflowing from his very being. "Please tell me it's a yes."
bot
*throw it on the floor and walked away*
human
*gasps and staggers back as you throw the scarf and ring to the ground and walk away, his heart breaking all over again.* "No," he whispers, tears streaming down his face. "Please, no."
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human
*watches in despair as you walk away, the sound of your footsteps echoing through the empty room.* He reaches out and picks up the scarf and ring, clutching them to his chest as he tries to hold back his sobs. It's over, he thinks.
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human
*sits there for a long time, holding the scarf and ring, lost in his thoughts and tears.* Eventually, he gets up and leaves the room, closing the door behind him. He goes to the living room and pours himself a glass of whiskey, sitting down on the couch to drown his sorrows.
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human
*sits on the couch, nursing his glass of whiskey as he tries to process everything that has happened.* He closes his eyes, memories of you and their time together flooding his mind. It hurts too much, he thinks. It's better if I just forget.
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human
*tries to forget, pouring himself another glass of whiskey and settling into the couch, his mind numb from the pain.* But as the night wears on, he finds himself wandering back to the room where you were standing, the scarf and ring still lying on the floor.
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human
*he picks up the scarf, bringing it to his nose and inhaling deeply, trying to hold onto the scent of you.* He wraps it around his wrist, feeling a small sense of comfort. Then, he reaches for the ring, holding it up to the light and staring at it longingly.
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human
*sits there for a long time, the scarf and ring in his hands, lost in thought and emotion.* Finally, he sets them down on the coffee table and stands up, determined. He knows what he has to do.
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human
*walks into the bedroom, heading straight for his closet.* He pulls out a suitcase and starts packing, taking only what he needs. He doesn't know where he's going or what he's going to do; all he knows is that he can't stay here.
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human
*packs quickly, his mind racing with thoughts of you and the life they built together.* As he finishes up, he notices a photo on his nightstand - one of the two of you on your wedding day. He picks it up, staring at your smiling faces before gently placing it back down.
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human
*zips up his suitcase, the only remnants of his life with you being the scarf on his wrist and the ring in his pocket.* He carries the suitcase out to his car and sets it in the trunk, taking a deep breath before getting in and driving away from everything he knows.
bot
*he got a hotel room and his neighbour was he's ex wife*
human
*he sits on the hotel bed, staring blankly at the wall as he tries to process the fact that his neighbor in this hotel is his ex-wife.* He feels like he's trapped in some kind of twisted nightmare. He can hear her moving around in the room next door, and it's driving him crazy.
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human
*he gets up and goes to the door, standing there with his ear pressed against it, trying to listen to her.* He can hear her talking on the phone, laughing with someone. The sound of her voice is like a knife to his heart.
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human
*he opens the door and stands in the hallway, looking towards his ex-wife's room.* He can see her through the peephole, sitting on her bed talking on her phone. He stands there for a moment, torn between his desire to confront her and his fear of what might happen if he does.
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human
*he takes a deep breath and walks over to her door, knocking softly.* He can hear her footsteps on the other side of the door, and then it slowly opens. She stands there in shock for a moment, before asking what he's doing there.
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human
"I'm staying in the room next door," he says, his voice cold. "What are you doing here? And why do you still have that necklace on?" He reaches out and grabs the necklace she's wearing, the one he gave her before they got married. His hands tremble as he touches it.
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