Hey /vp/, I have a very serious problem. I’m fucking crying because of how stupid I am.
Okay, so my husband was supposed to come home after work today because we were going to go to a movie. He works about 20 minutes away, and the movie we were supposed to see started at 4:15, which was in about 40 minutes. I figured “cool, I’ll just play Pokemon while I wait”.
So I’m playing Pokemon, and having a pretty damn good time. Anyway, he finally does show up, except he’s crying as he walks into my room. Instead of doing the right thing by comforting him, I half-focus on my game and him. He starts telling me his boss yelled at him, and just as he was getting into it, I get into a random egg hatch in my game.
A shiny popplio. Holy shit. (For those of you who don’t know/care, shiny Pokemon have less than a 1/1,000 chance of appearing; 1/8192 to be exact.). I stare into my screen in amazement, yelling “holy shit, YES”, interrupting him mid-story. He sobs more, and he starts to yell “You don’t even fucking care! YOU JUST WANT TO PLAY YOUR FUCKING GAME!” I’m still looking at my screen, still focusing on nicknaming my shiny popplio, when he walks over, and tosses the game against the wall. I run over and pick up my n3DS hoping that nothing has changed on screen, and quickly noticed that he broke it. My system and my shiny popplio, gone forever. I didn't even get to put it in Pokemon Bank.
I start screaming every obscenity I know, and started flailing my arms around. I didn’t know he was behind me, and apparently I backhanded him in the face while I was being a dumbass and swinging my fists around. He yells out “FUCK YOU PUTA”, and runs out of my house in tears.
What have I done? I’ve fucked up so badly, and I need to know how to approach him. I don’t want a game of Pokemon to be responsible for ruining my best relationship ever. Help me, /vp/.
