“You go first,” he says.
She opens the envelope and holds up a card.
I still miss my Dad, it says.
“Now open yours,” she says.
“No, yours is more important.”
He opens his envelope and holds up a card.
I think we should divorce, the card says.
They place the cards down and turn to the camera, speaking in unison.
“OK guys, hit like and subscribe, and remember to leave your comments below.”
They lean towards us and switch off the camera, hands touching briefly as they do so.