⁽⠀𝓒͙ᵃ͟ʳ͟ᵖ͟ᵉ ⠀ℳට𝐫𐕣𝐞𝖒⠀.ᐟ

( txt. ) what the fuck do you mean what the fuck does that mean? ( txt. ) do you want to be divorced? ( txt. ) theodora, i know for a fact you already have an entire album on your phone that has multiple tit pics. most of which were taken when you thought i wasn't paying attention. ( txt. ) i am not sending you another one.

[ txt. ] no, i'm just a little bit confused because of that time ... three days ago where you corrected me when i called you my wife. [ txt. ] are you only my ex - wife when your favorite character dies in a book or on tv? [ txt. ] i do not! what do you know, anyway? [ txt. ] you can't be my olivia because she would never turn down the chance to ~ tantalize ~ me. [ txt. ] who are you? imposter.

( txt. ) we have been separated, theodora. ( txt. ) that does not mean we are divorced. ( txt. ) the real answer is me. ( txt. ) salmon, with any sort of potatoes as a side. if you're preferring we keep things kid friendly.

[ txt. ] uh ... okay— [ txt. ] what the fuck does that mean? [ txt. ] i don't think you properly enlightened me on the terms of how this works. [ txt. ] ... [ txt. ] well, that was a really easy question. anybody could have gotten that. [ txt. ] high stakes ... tit pic. and i know what they look like, so don't even TRY to trick me!

( txt. ) theodora ... ( txt. ) we have always been married. ( txt. ) unless you had divorce papers drawn up and forgot to tell me?

[ txt. ] 👀 i'm confused. [ txt. ] what are you doing? [ txt. ] this is suspicious. [ txt. ] if you're really olivia ... what's my favorite food?

[ txt. ] wait ... 🤔 [ txt. ] we're married this week? [ txt. ] did you play inside my brain again? you naughty girl.

“ that’s great, charlie. but that’s not how this works. ”