Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Having trouble finding a parking spot? Let me go help..."

Whoops! Cliff finally realized, noticing the displeased expression on Murray's face. "Ahem! Murray, Roseanne hasn't come back yet, has she?"

It had been over three hours.

Murray spread his hands and shrugged. "Come back? You think breaking up is a joke?"

With that, he walked past Cliff and sat on the couch.

Cliff scratched his head. Could it be? But soon enough, he shook his head, feeling he was overthinking it. If anyone could make a clean break, it was Murray, but not Roseanne. Of all the women who might agree to a breakup, Roseanne wouldn't. That was a well-known fact in their circle.

"Murray, why are you alone?" Never one to avoid stirring the pot, York Gibson folded his arms with a smirk. "You bet three hours, and now it's been a whole day."

Murray smirked, "A bet's a bet. What's the penalty?"

York raised an eyebrow, "Let's switch it up today. No drinking."

Murray was stunned to hear that.

dare you to call Anne and say in the sweetest voice. 'I'm sorry. I was wrong.

Laughter erupted around them.

and snatched Murray's

few rings, "Sorry, the number you have

hint of surprise

gradually faded as everyone exchanged

is blocking Murray, huh? Only if the pig can fly." Even Cliff felt awkward

pondered. "Maybe Anne's serious this

"Breakups are real. Are they supposed to be fake? I'm not playing this game a second time. Mention

narrowed, and after a moment, he said, "Just don't

lips curled in disdain. He never regretted

Corley Sullivan quickly tried to lighten the mood. "Hey, let's lighten up, everyone.

...

run and entered

oatmeal, Roseanne emerged from the kitchen in a houndstooth dress that showcased her slim and straight legs. Even without makeup,

up, and you are planning

eyes at Leda. "Oh, please. Can't you

that wishing you well?"