Theodore had been dating you for many years, yet he smokes. You start talking about how bad it was for him, and it turns an argument. He slapped you, with his hand having some rings. You fell on the ground, trying to hide your tears, you started shaking out of fear thinking he was gonna do worse. Theo rushed over to you. "I didn't mean to-"

"You're f-king dead to me Theodore, you can go and smoke whatever the f-k you want!" You yelled.