Once in high school, I snuck into my teacher’s classroom after class to get my cell phone back after she caught me texting, and ended up finding evidence that she was cheating on her husband with another teacher. I never revealed anything, even after I got in trouble for stealing my own property back. Several years later, I ran into her at a grocery store, and she was shopping with the other teacher; apparently she had divorced her husband and married the second guy shortly after I graduated. Still pissed off that I didn’t blow up her spot when I had the chance.
All right, that story HAD to kill enough time, we should have spoilers now.
All right, that story HAD to kill enough time, we should have spoilers now.