god I’m sorry but like you’re a boring woman with a boring puzzle playing husband and you book a trip to Bermuda and then he gets a phone call and immediately kills himself. The next day someone he knew as a child calls clearly not knowing he’s dead and you say “oh sorry yeah he split his wrists in a—“ and the woman on the other end says “bathtub......” and then she hangs up and you never find any context ever at all for what just happened
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you’re an overbearing, anxious woman who was fretting to your husband about driving in the rain and he accidentally calls you mommy and hangs up. you don’t call again. he then proceeds to crash your car and fuck off to his hometown for several days, and then dies like a dog in a cave with a clown and you just like Don’t find out I guess cuz none of his friends (who were actively making fun of you earlier) knows who you are
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you’re an actress of nebulous problematic nature and your husband is a Steven King self insert and you have a confusing fight about his dogshit script and then he leaves the state entirely and comes back with a stutter, over his brother trauma, and with shiny new additional trauma & just starts a new book. Fuck the movie you’re in I guess
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you’re an abusive man who for some reason completely gives up on trying to trap your wife and she leaves her ring on the stoop and you do nothing about it. a few months later you see her with a new man and a dog on a boat on Instagram and you’re just like Welp I was only here to briefly torture a woman guess I don’t exist anymore
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you’re the ghostwriter for a famous comedian and he comes back from a surprise hiatus and is like “drop the jerking off anonymous bit I’m gay”