"I… I'm better off without him, anyway. I'm fine as long as I have Thalash."
Master Grant trailed off as he noticed the Froyotech shirt on the shelf. I remember how happy Master Grant was when he saw it. He got it from Habib as a wedding gift. Picking up the shirt, Master Grant began to sob.
"Oh god… What have I done…"
He fell to the floor as he clutched the doll to his chest. Master Grant began weeping loudly, tears streaming down his cheeks. All I could so was stroke his hair until he cried himself to sleep. I snuggled up next to his neck and shut down, too.
The sound of the door slamming woke me up. Oh no, Thalash was home from work, and Master Grant hadn't cooked dinner yet.
"Grant, I'm home," he said with a belch. He must've stopped at the bar for a few drinks before he came home… again.
"Where the fuck is dinner? Idiot, what the fuck are you doing?" he said, noticing Master Grant sprawled out on the floor. He was just beginning to wake up when Thalash snatched the doll from his hands.
