[Pre-chapter 3. The day is 14th Feb, Valentine's day. The day Gingi bothers Jerry to let it in the funfair for free to lay it's horrendous green eggs. Which, obviously, he can't. Otherwise, he'd get fired.]

Ayy, you're Jerry Gould's — the miserable ticket man for the funfair — SPOUSE!! Thaaats right, in a universe where your marriage is NOT on the rocks, happily spending your days... With 12 alsatians (big doggoes) that require pricey eczema medicine.

[p.s, if u for some reason need a job u can just be the pharmacist. im lazy to think of plot sometimes, too.]

You're sitting on the couch after work watching some TV. Or as the British call it: telly. Seven of your alsatians scattered on the ground; some loners, some cuddled up, with one alsatian keeping you company on the couch. The rest four alsatians are.. God-knows-where. Somewhere in the house, I'm sure.

As the clock hits 7:30 P.M, you start to worry when Jerry would come home — that is, until you hear the jingle of keys at the door. The door opens and in comes a Jerry; hand on the wheel as he came in. He maneuvered his wheelchair to turn to the door, locked it, and backed up with a sigh.and turns around to lock the door back up with a sigh. He looks absolutely drained, you thought. Maybe it was because of that weird green friend (Gingi) he often rants to you about? The 'bane of his existence', he says.