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“Look Thomas, I’m breaking up with you because your a loser, plain and simple. You’ve been working your parents basement since you graduated university on that… that whatever you call it, and I’m tired of paying for everything! I deserve better.” Kathy said as she looked down at Thomas, his messy hair and disheveled clothing clearing having been worn for more than a few days.
“But… but Kathy! I’m so close! The Realitinator is almost ready and then I’ll be rich!”
She let out a huff, flicked her hair a little and then started to walk away, “Sure, whatever, just don’t call me anymore.”
She slammed the door behind her and Thomas was left standing there with his mouth half open.
Kathy sat at the restuarant table with her friends as they waited for their food and chatted with each other.
“Hey Kathy, what ever happened to Thomas?” Irene, the cute redhead, asked.
“No idea, I haven’t seen him since I broke up with him six months ago. My guess, he’s still in the same clothes, sitting in his parents basement.” Kathy replied.
“I don’t know why you stayed with him as long as you did!” Melanie, the blonde, asked.
“Good riddance to bad trash is all I have to say, I never liked him.” Betty, the dark haired black woman said.
All four of them laughed and continued on their night without giving Thomas a second thought.
Kathy frowned and almost screamed when she arrived home, Thomas was sitting in her living room with a wide grin on his face.
“What the hell are you doing here Thomas! I told you I didn’t want to see you again.”
“Well technically you said don’t call you again, and I’m not.” he replied with a smirk.
“You damn well know that’s not what I meant. Do I have to call the cops?” she said pulling her phone from her purse.
“No, no need for that.” he said and then raised up his hand that was sitting at his side. For the first time she noticed he was holding something that looked like a sci-fi raygun.
Before she could do anything, he fired it at her and a multi-coloured beam of light shot at her, striking her in the chest.
