We were sitting in a cafe together drinking espressos and smoking.

"You look like shit" I told her. She was just finishing off her cigarette, and stubbed it out hard. She wasn't smiling and I knew she was pissed. I didnt really care. I had reached a point where I knew the only way I would be able to end this relationship and not have to feel too guilty about it was the cowards way. I would drive her away slowly by being a total asshole. So far it was working.

"I'm wired with explosives and a gun pointed at you under the table" she said.

What The Fuck (wtf...)