Betrayal in Miniature

Synopsis

My husband recently got hooked on building miniature worlds. He set up a massive terrarium in our master bedroom, and it was absolutely off-limits for me. One night, I got up to use the bathroom and thought I heard faint panting coming from inside the tank. As I leaned in for a closer look, a robotic voice suddenly echoed in my mind, and a flood of comments started scrolling across my vision. [LMAO, the supporting girl still thinks there are just ants in there.] [The male lead got a shrinking potion just to spice things up with the female lead right by the supporting girl's bed. That's wild!] [Hooking up in the terrarium right in front of his wife? The male lead really knows how to chase excitement.] I stared at those two tiny figures, no bigger than grains, frenziedly intertwined inside the tank. I didn't even hesitate. I turned around and grabbed a bottle of insecticide from the kitchen.