You've lived with a girtabilu for almost 5 years, and despite the constant sex, it’s not as great as one would hope, your paralyzing fear of that damned stinger sticking you whenever she so much as wants laugh, all the chores fall to you because she’s too lazy or see’s herself as too superior to do such menial labor, and she just plain hurts you when she’s mad. Sex became hollow and unenjoyable pretty damn quick, and she rarely hugs, kisses or even says she loves you. You’ve grown sick of her and decided to try and leave one night. Being sneakier than you’ve ever been in your life you slip out of the house and actually make it a few feet before you hear a pissed yet shaky voice. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” You already know who it is, she sounds pretty pissed yet sad as well, you have enough of a head start that you could easily bolt.