Oracle 1: So You Favor Him, Huh?
"Get out." He says through tightly clenched teeth.
She looks up at him in wide-eyed bewilderment. He pulls her up roughly from the couch and pushes her toward the door. "I've had enough of all your fucking disasters and pickles in peanut butter. Now get out of my house and my life and go ask that fucking crazy bastard to take you back!" And just like that, he throws her out of his house into the cold winter night. He doesn't know why, but all his love for the woman he's been planning to marry for years just suddenly dies in a snap of Fate's fingers.
He can hear her shaking voice calling his name and crying. But he is way beyond caring. He gives a disgusted look at his messy kitchen. Who wants to marry a woman who's only good in bedroom and knows nothing about cleaning and cooking? The big orange dog used to be hers claws at the door and whines. "You know what buddy? I'm tired of you and all your chewing up my furniture and shoes too." He grabs the dog by the collar and throws it out to the woman shivering and crying at his front door and slams the door shut and locks it firmly.
She stands in the cold midnight air feeling desperate. She has listened to her Great Creator and followed Her Sacred Order to choose this man. And now he has thrown her out like a bag of garbage. She crumbles to the ground, holding the whimpering dog with both arms. She has no place to go and no one to turn to. She has given up her apartment months ago. And she has told him "It wouldn't be good for either of us if we keep seeing each other." and given back the key to his garage gate and 7th floor apartment. She stands up and starts walking, staring into the quiet empty street ahead but sees nothing.