"I don't care!" Proton barked with a chill in his voice. The older squirrel looked at his younger boyfriend, Randy, with a disgusted glare before turning his attention back to making himself a drink.

Randy went quite as his happy mood was quickly replace with one of hurt.

"I just got home!" Proton growled right before closing up his liquor cabinet. "Can't I have a few minutes of peace before you start at me with your foolish completely mindless bull shit?!" The purple furred man turned and left his boyfriend in the other room not thinking of much more than finding his own calm. The Electro man's day hadn't been particularly difficult, but he'd found his mood daily slipping for the past few months. Especially at home.

The bath water was far too warm, which was just the way Proton enjoyed it. He sipped on his drink a bit while soaking in the scolding ripples before finally sitting it down and scrubbing himself. After another ten minutes of testing the resilience of his skin did he finally finish off his drink, sit up, and find his way to his feet to dry off.

The rich man dressed himself up in his PJ's as he was in such a foul mood, he was ready to just have a light meal and then head to bed. He sat a book down on his bedside that he'd been meaning to read for sometimes, and then heading into the living room so he could grab a fast snake before retiring to his room for the rest of the night. Proton stopped briefly as he saw his boyfriend sitting on the couch pouting holding his face in his hands.

"Please tell me you aren't weeping again!" The higher-class man scoffed. "Honestly, I'm starting to realize that are you more of a woman than my ex-wife who actual possesses the correct chromosomes."

Randy pulled his hands away from his face to show his depressed red face, yet void of tears. "Just when I think we're getting better ya gotta end up being so mean all da time! I don't understand what I'm doing wrong!" Randy now stood up and started pacing as if totally lost.

"You're wrong! Everything about you is wrong right now!" Proton screamed now making his way back into their bedroom to dig out an empty suitcase and then come back and throw it at his husband to be. "We need a break!" He continued to yell as Randy flinched and then retrieved the bag that was thrown at him. "I need a break. A good long break!" He stressed again.

Randy already seemed to be at a loss at this current fight and then slouched off into their bedroom to retrieve a few belongings before making his way to the door. He grabbed his truck keys, wallet and phone before his older boyfriend gave out a demented laugh again.

"I see you're leaving with my truck, and my phone." Proton taunted as he noticed Randy retrieving said items that he saw himself as paying for in full, as if Randy did nothing of use in the household... even though holding down a job in Proton's own company.

Randy then dropped his key's, and his overpriced phone, back on the counter before stuffing his wallet in his back pocket and grabbing his small travel bag more forcefully and turning to opening the door while Proton still yelled at him. "Fuck you." Randy barely was able to push out between gritted teeth as Proton kept yelling at him to not spend his money when not living in his house.

Before the door closed Randy fished out his pocket book and opened it to throw his debit and credit card into the walkway before slamming the door. He didn't need Proton, no matter how much the older man made him feel like he did. He could move on... be alone... again... poor... He could... Even now with a little girl of nearly two years old to help take care of.

"Fuck!" Randy now sobbed after leaving what he thought was also his gated house as he pushed forward to walk out of the heavily gated neighborhood. He knew full well he had less than ten dollars of cash in his wallet, and would have a hell of a time finding a payphone to call someone to help him out. He'd have to figure out who was closest, and less likely to judge, before setting on, and pushing through and walking there. It would likely take him all night, but at least he didn't' have to worry about working tomorrow as Proton took that away from him as a punishment for being annoyed, among other things. "He wants a long break?! Fine! But I'm not 14 anymore, so I'm fucking done!" He screamed out at the empty well-kept streets he strode down quickly.