A/N: hey! i've had this idea for quite some time, and i'm now bringing it to life! i probably won't be updating this very frequently because...school. yeah. enjoy!
SALVATION CITY - 2039
"Hey Glyph, I'm home!"
Silence.
"Glyph? You here?"
That's odd. She's usually here to greet me. Maybe she's gaming or something. That's usually the case when she doesn't answer.
"Hey, Glyph? I'm back from wor-"
"There you are."
"Hi, Glyph." Why does she have her power staff? Should I be worried?
"Don't 'Hi, Glyph' me. I'm tired of this relationship, Tenor. You rarely even come home. You're never there for me."
What on earth does she mean? She knows I have work over at Zenith.
"Glyph, I've been trying to allocate more time for us. You don't need to be angry. This seems unfound- why are you clenching your staff like that?"
"I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR ANTICS! I'M GOING TO TEACH YOU A LESSON, HERE AND NOW!"
"Wait, wait! What did I ever do to deserve this?! Have you been hiding someth- Put it down! PUT IT DOWN!"
"NIRVANUS!"