Their marriage in trouble, Jack and Jill went the extra mile.
Jack went to a therapist and bought True Love. An injected endorphin recalibrator later, what had been dubious was now clear.
He rushed back to his home and to his Jill, who was coming back from her own therapist.
She had bought True Hate and a gun on the street.
Jack forgave his loved one with his dying breath.
.finis.
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3 comments:
*applause*
Very Bad gamble ...
This is so much like something you'd see on filthylittlemilkteethallgonebad it's scary.
Not to mention being scary and fucked-up in its own right, of course.
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