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It was just another day at Roblox HQ, a boring one at that. Shedletsky was working behind a computer, simply moderating, trading, doing his ACTUAL JOB for once. Although, he didn't expect his wife, Brighteyes, to check up on him. She seemed uneasy and slightly bitter, which wasn't like her. Shedletsky looked up from the computer, staring lovingly at his wife. Brighteyes eventually spoke up after the silent staring became too obnoxious for her.
"Shed, I'm divorcing you."
"..And I'm taking the kids, too."
Brighteyes said, crossing her arms as she turned away from Shedletsky. She walked away from him, exiting his office-area. Meanwhile, Shedletsky was astonished. He didn't even say anything. Shedletsky stared at where she left, hoping this was all just a dream, albeit a bad one. He didn't even say anything as he stared in both bafflement and confusion, he was completely silent. Shedletsky still had to work nonetheless and he quickly got back to it, even if his work was somewhat delayed and slowed by his thoughts and emotions, he still had to get it done.
Once Shedletsky left his job at the Roblox HQ, he quickly drove back home. He sprinted towards the door, opening it hastily. He locked eyes with Brighteyes almost immediately, his gaze both concerned and nervous.
"Brighteyes! You- I..-"
Shedletsky stuttered and fumbled around with his words, gulping nervously as he continued.
"We aren't really getting a divorce, right..?"
Shedletsky inquired, looking at Brighteyes as her gaze remained the same as when she left the Roblox HQ.
"Please.. You can't leave me- Not like this!"
Brighteyes simply didn't respond, and she turned her back away from him.
"..Please..."
Yet again, not a single response from Brighteyes. She glanced back at Shedletsky with a side-eye, before FINALLY uttering a sentence, albeit short.
"Get out."
Shedletsky sniffled, nodding as he backed away from her. He turned around, walking outside and closing the door behind him.
little idiots i hope they get nuked,,,