It had been a bad breakup. Worse than that, it had been a violent breakup. She had caught him redhanded with her best friend. There were still marks on the wall were the plates and figures had crashed, she had never been a good thrower, yet she managed to hit him a few times. She changed the locks that same day and blocked all his phone calls, he had left all his stuff behind, but she didn't want to see him again, not even to get rid of all the crap he had brought home after all those years. She had simply put everything away in boxes until one of her colleagues suggested her to do a yard sale.
It turned out to be the perfect idea, since she wanted everything gone she sold all his video games and comics at sales price, even if she knew it was worth more. By midday everything was gone She imagined him becoming all crazy because she had sold all his stuff, and she smiled, it served him well for sleeping with her best friend.
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