Phil sat silently next to Lorna on the couch in their apartment.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay?" he said plainly. Lorna turned to him.
"You know I can never forgive you for this," Lorna stated angrily. Rage flashed in her eyes, with a hint of sadness.
"But why? We can work this out!" Phil pleaded, with more emotion this time.
"No, Phil, we can't. What's done is done." A tear rolled down Lorna's face.
"Lorna, I-"
"PHIL, STOP. You spoiled the ending of the Hunger Games and you know that I was really into it. I have to leave now." Lorna stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked out the door.
Upon her exit, she was attacked by thousands of screaming fans, furious about her hurting Phil.
Her gravestone now reads:
Here lies Lorna
She has a pretty f*cking stupid name
She also kind of smelled weird
Bye
Phil is now rich after writing the best selling novel The Proper Technique for Washing Cat Anus.
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