“Thank you so much… For everything, Brittany.”
“Don’t mention it, Heather.”
“Oh, you’re too good for me.”
“Stop saying that. You know I’m going to be here for you no matter what.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really! Now, you take care of yourself and tell me how things go with Martin, okay?”
“Okay!”
“Oh… Oh my watcher, Heather. I had no idea.”
“Martin’s such a good man, and I… and I…”
“Heather…”
“I just took him for granted!”
“Shhh… Sshhhh…”
“He never stopped me! He never stopped me, Brittany!”
“I know…”
“Wh-Why? Why did he never stop me? And now I just…”
“You just…?”
“I don’t deserve him! I don’t deserve anything!”
“Oh, Heather. I’m sure you can fix that-”
“Don’t even try to comfort me, Brittany. Nothing will work.”
“What are you talking about? All you need is to apologize to him, and–”
“You don’t understand!”
“What don’t I understand? It’s so simple! You feel bad for hurting Martin? Just go back to just him! Back to normal!”
“I can’t do that!”
“Well, why the hell not, Heather?”
“Because it could kill him! That’s why!”
“Wait–”
“I made a big mistake, Brittany. So big, I… I can’t…”
“So, I heard you and Martin tied the knot recently? And what’s this about you two suddenly being ‘polygamists’ now?”
“No, we’re polyamorous. In an open relationship.”
“Martin? In an open relationship? I didn’t know he had it in him! He’s a real stud muffin now, is he?”
“Oh, no, it’s not him. It’s me. He stays home and is very supportive. Never brings up any complaints.”
“He sounds very… good to you?”
“Yeah. Too good.”
“What do you mean: ‘too good?’“
“Brittany, I’m… I’m hurting him. And he just lets me.”
“Heather! Come on in!”
“It’s been too long, Brittany.”
“It sure has.”
“Sorry I couldn’t make it last week.”
“Hey, no worries. You were sick, weren’t you? You’re better now, though, right?”
“Best I’ve been for a long time.”
“Great! Now, come on, I’ll make us some tea and we can chat.”
“Well, I think we’ve heard enough close-mindedness for one day.”
“Mrs. Huffington, all we said was-”
“Shhh! Shhhhhh! All this toxic energy is bringing my headache back! Marty, we’re leaving.”
“Alright, in a sec.”
“Now!”
“An open relationship?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“I’ve heard those are pretty rough. Feelings of jealousy and discomfort and whatnot… Not something meant for everyone. Props, I guess?”
“Oh, it’s easy to deal with those! Just, you know, stop yourself from feeling those feelings! Repression is better than giving into toxic urges, after all!”
“Wait… What?”
“So, let me get this straight: you never talk that kinda stuff out? No communication at all?”
“I don’t understand. Communication is good. Without it, I don’t think Ripp, Phi, and I would have ever made this work.”
“Why would you be open about such possessive feelings? You are so backwards!”
“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Huffington… That’s you guys, right?”
“Mmhm! And it’s so lovely for Heather and me to meet other polyamorous people, too!”
“Wait… polyamorous?”
“Mmmhm~ We’ve been poly since we got married! It’s lovely!”
“Huh, I never would’ve guessed. There’s, you know, just two of you…”
“Well, of course. We’re in an open relationship, hehe. That is, Marty lets me be free as a bird~!”
“Mmhm, and then I have dinner ready for Heather-Weather when she comes home and we go to bed.”
“Ummm… I see.”
“Hiiiiiiii~!”
“Good morning, Miss Nigmos.”
“Do I… know you?”
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