"Are you kidding me? There are so many things wrong with that it's not even funny. You broke up with me, and ignored me. Only showed up when I was on my deathbed with that stupid plague. You don't get to be mad about Bertram. Not one bit. And all those reasons don't matter if you never tell them to me." Franzy was seething. "You left me thinking that you didn't like me anymore. Did you really expect me to sit around pining after you?"
And who the fuck was Yoko Ono. That didn't even make any sense. "Oh and Darwin, I shouldn't even bother with this because it's between me and him, but since your are so intent on being a part of it, I'll bring you up to date. Darwin came on to me. And he asked me to marry him, and I agreed because he was so sweet and nice and always made sure I was happy. But those really aren't good enough reasons to marry someone. I wasn't good for him. What I did was awful but I'm happy that Bertram showed up and made me realize that I was making a mistake because it sure as hell would have been worse if I had realized that after I married him."
"Oh, and no nothing happened with him when I went after him either. Just in case you were wondering about that too." Franzy huffed at the end of her rant, crossing her arms over her chest.
"And who the fuck is Yoko Ono?"
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