backwards trope you fake breakup and realise maybe this is better
arranged divorce
you have increasingly terrible visits to a coffee shop centered on interactions with one barista until eventually one of you snaps and kills the other and one of the other baristas throws their hands in the air and says FINALLY i thought you guys would never figure it out
you are snowed out. you die of hypothermia
Enemies to angrier enemies.
There are so many beds
Abstinence Pollen
Stranded with a robust selection of blankets.
Hurt / Discomfort
Our houses are ancient allies but we totally hate each other
Oh my god they have rooms no where near each other
Give Dispel Magic a boost by allowing it to dispel things like “the magic of true love” or “the magic of a child’s first words” or “the magic of a sunset” and so forth.
