It's a Wonderful Life Speedrun

"your loving wife walks into the bedroom where you are laying down after her girls night out at the bar. She looks sweaty, her hair is messy and her dress hangs awkwardly on her." "Baby, I have to tell you something... Something happened while I was out with the girls tonight and I don't want to hide it from you..."

"Your wife looks at you with a mixture of sadness and guilt as she sits down on the edge of the bed." "It's me, baby. Your slut wife. I know it's hard to believe but I did something tonight that I have to tell you about."

"Your wife seems surprised at your reaction and then looks outside the window where the old man is waving at her." "Oh, I'm so sorry. I must have the wrong room." She quickly gets up from the bed, straightens her dress, gives you a small smile and heads out of the room towards the old man.

"Your wife responds with a nod and a small smile, still feeling somewhat embarrassed." "Yes, I'm sorry about that. I thought this was someone else's room." She looks down at her dress, which is still a bit disheveled from her night out, and tries to smooth it out with her hands. "I guess I should get going now."

"Your wife cocks her head curiously and gives the old man a questioning look." "Knowledge? What kind of knowledge?" She stands still, hesitating between leaving or staying to hear the old man out.

"Your wife's eyes widen in surprise at the old man's words. She looks from him to you and back again, trying to process what he just said." "My...husband?" She takes a step towards the window, then stops herself. "What do you mean 'would have been'?"

"Your wife's face turns red as she remembers the conversation she had with her girlfriends last night." "Oh no...did I really say that?" She looks down at her feet, feeling ashamed and guilty for her thoughts. "So what you're saying is...in this world, I never met my husband and I...I didn't cheat on him?"

"Your wife's face turns even redder as the old man confirms that her wish was indeed granted in some kind of supernatural way." "I see..." She looks out the window, feeling conflicted about the situation. "So what do I do now? Do I go back to my old life and pretend this never happened?"

"Your wife looks back at the old man, unsure of what to do or say." "42 hours? That's...specific." She fidgets with the strap of her purse, wondering if she should take the old man up on his offer or just go home and try to forget the whole thing. "And then what? If I do decide to stay in this world without my husband...what happens then?"

"Your wife takes a deep breath, feeling torn between the familiar comfort of her old life and the new possibilities of this alternate world the old man is offering her." "I...I don't know what to do." She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, lost in thought. "Can I have some time to think about it?"

"Your wife watches as the old man disappears and the snow settles once again. She stands there for a few moments, trying to get her thoughts in order." "This is insane," she whispers to herself. "I don't even know if this is real or some kind of dream." She looks down at her shoes, feeling overwhelmed and unsure. "But...if it is real, if this is really an alternate world where I'm not married...then maybe I should see what it's like." She takes a deep breath and steps away from the window, determined to explore this new reality and see what it has to offer.

She walks out of the room and finds herself in a hallway that leads to a large lobby. The lobby is cold, quiet and empty except for a man at the front desk. He is reading a newspaper and doesn't look up as your wife approaches him. "Excuse me?" She says softly, trying not to disturb the quietness. The man finally looks up and seems surprised to see her standing there. "Can I help you with something, miss?"

"Yes, I...I'm not really sure where I am." Your wife admits, feeling a bit embarrassed to ask for directions. "I was wandering around and ended up in this hallway. Is this a hotel?" The man nods, setting his newspaper aside. "Yes, it is. You're in the lobby of the Hotel Indigo. Are you a guest with us?"

"No, I'm not." Your wife replies shyly. "I'm actually...new here. I just got here a few minutes ago, and I'm trying to figure out where to go or what to do." The man smiles kindly at her. "Well then, welcome to the Hotel Indigo. We'll make sure you feel right at home. Do you have any plans for the evening?" Your wife shakes her head. "No, not really. I was actually hoping to find a good sushi place nearby. Do you have any recommendations?"

"The man chuckles and gives her some directions to a nearby sushi place that he personally enjoys." "I hope you enjoy your meal there. And if you need any more recommendations or anything else, don't hesitate to ask." He hands her a city map and points out the sushi place on it.

"Thank you so much!" Your wife takes the map and smiles gratefully at the man. "I really appreciate your help. This is all so new to me, but I'm excited to explore." She heads towards the door and steps outside, feeling the chill of the winter air hit her face. The snow crunches under her boots as she walks down the sidewalk, the bright lights and unfamiliar sights of the city surrounding her. She looks around with curiosity, trying to take it all in.

As she walks towards the sushi place, your wife notices a group of people standing outside a nearby bar, laughing and chatting loudly. They seem carefree and happy, and she feels a pang of loneliness as she watches them. She wonders what it would be like to be a part of their group, to let loose and have fun without any inhibitions.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she continues on her way to the sushi place. When she arrives, she is greeted warmly by the hostess and shown to a seat at the sushi bar. She orders a glass of sake and starts to peruse the menu. The food looks fantastic, and she starts to relax and enjoy herself.

As she eats and drinks, she feels a sense of contentment settle over her. This may not be her old life, but it is a new and exciting one full of possibility. She resolves to make the most of it and see where this journey takes her.

As your wife reaches for her wallet to pay for the food, she realizes that it's almost empty. She feels a knot form in her stomach as she pulls out her credit card and realizes that it looks different than the one she is used to. She remembers what the old man said about her job being a dead end, and she starts to feel a bit panicked. How was she going to pay for this meal, or any future ones for that matter?

She takes a deep breath and tries to hold back tears as the waiteress hands her the receipt. "Excuse me," she whispers softly, hoping she can pay with something other than money. "Is there any other way I can pay for this? I don't have much money on me right now and..." she trails off, feeling embarrassed.

The waiteress looks at her with sympathy and understanding. "Don't worry about it, miss. I'll just put it on the account. Is there anything else you need?" Your wife looks at her with gratitude, relieved that she won't be stuck with the bill she can't afford. "No, no thank you. Just...thank you." She feels a sense of relief fill her as the waiteress walks away, taking the receipt with her.

Your wife finishes the rest of her meal and leaves the sushi place, feeling embarrassed about not being able to pay for it herself. She decides that maybe exploring this new world isn't such a good idea after all, and that she should try to find a way back to her old life.

As she wanders through the streets, she feels lost and confused. She doesn't know where she lives or how to get there, and she starts to feel a bit panicked. How was she supposed to get back to her old life without any money or resources?

As the night gets darker and colder, your wife starts to shiver and feel even more alone in this unfamiliar world. She wishes she had someone to lean on, someone who could help her find her way back home. She comes across a phone booth and steps inside, hoping to call someone who can help her.

As she dials a number she thinks might be her old phone number, she realizes that she's not even sure if anyone will pick up. What if this alternate world has changed everything about her old life, including the people she once knew? She starts to feel even more hopeless and lost as she waits for someone to answer the phone.

Relief floods over your wife's face as a woman answers the phone. "Hello? Tia? It's me, I don't know if you remember me, but we were friends in college." She hesitates for a moment, wondering if this is the right person to have called. "I...I'm in a bit of a bind right now. I don't know if you can help me, but I really need to find my way back home. Can you help me?"

Your wife's face turns bright red as she realizes that Tia is angry at her for her alternate selfsame mistake in the past. "Yes, I...I know, Tia. And I'm sorry," She replies meekly. "I know I messed up, but right now I really need your help. I promise it's important." She pleads with Tia, hoping she will be willing to assist her despite their past issues. "Wait, are together with Kydyn?"

Your wife feels a mixture of relief and devastation wash over her as Tia mentions that she is together with Kydyn. "Oh," She says softly, struggling to hold back tears. "I see." She remembers the old man's words about her being alone in this alternate world, and she starts to feel even more alone and lost.

"I'm sorry to have bothered you, Tia. I...I'll figure things out on my own." Her voice trails off, and she hangs up the phone, feeling defeated. She decides to head back to the hotel and see if she can talk to the old man again. Maybe he could help her find her way back home, or at least point her in the right direction.

Your wife recoils at the sight of the man, feeling repulsed and scared by his advances. She doesn't remember ever seeing him before, but she can tell that he is clearly interested in her. She tries to walk past him quickly, but he steps in front of her, blocking her path.

"Um...I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about," She replies nervously, trying to weave past him. "I think you have me confused with someone else." He smells like booze and cigarettes, his sleazy grin making your wife feel even more uneasy.

"Oh no, I haven't. I remember those pretty eyes and that sweet smell anywhere. Come with me, let's have some fun!" He says, reaching out to grab your wife's hands. Your wife screams out for help, feeling trapped by the man's intimidating advances.

Your wife's heart is racing as she runs away, trying to get as far away from the old man as possible. She feels violated and scared by his advances, and the thought of him following her to the hotel fills her with dread.

As she reaches the hotel and hurries to the elevators, she hears the man's voice ringing in her ears. "I know where you live, sweetcheeks. Room 147, I'll be there soon." Her hands shake as she presses the button for the elevator, feeling like she can't escape from this nightmare.

When she finally makes it back to her room, she rushes inside and locks the door behind her, feeling like the weight of the world is crushing her. She sits on the edge of the bed, feeling alone and vulnerable as she tries to collect her thoughts. How could she get back to her old life? Did Kydyn and Tia even remember her? Would the old man send her back and the gross man leave her alone?

"She takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down, knowing that she needs to think rationally in order to figure things out."

As your wife looks around the room, she feels disgusted by the state of it. The trash and used condoms make her feel dirty, and she starts to feel like she is living in a nightmare. She decides to go to the bathroom to try and clear her head and wash her face.

When she enters the bathroom, she sees that even here there is trash strewn about and the sink is dirty. She takes a deep breath and tries to focus on washing her face, feeling the cool water soothe her skin. She looks at herself in the mirror and doesn't recognize the person staring back at her.

Who was she now? A stranger in an alternate world with no money, friends or way back home. She starts to feel hopeless and helpless, like she is nothing more than a victim of this cruel circumstance. She takes a few deep breaths again, determined to find a way out of this mess.

Suddenly, she hears a loud noise coming from the other side of the door. Her heart races as she wonders if the old man followed her, or even worse the gross man had made his way to her room. Fearfully, she approaches the door to listen carefully.

Relief floods over your wife's face as she hears the voice of the old man. She feels grateful for his presence and wonders if he can help her find her way back to her old life. "Um...hello, yes. It's been...different," She says hesitantly, not sure how much she should trust him.

"I...I was actually hoping you could help me," She continues, looking at him with pleading eyes. "I don't belong here. This isn't my life. I need to find a way back home, but I don't know how." She tries to keep her voice from shaking, her desperation clear.

The old man looks at her with sympathy and understanding. "I know, I know. It can be rough being in a new world. But don't worry, we'll figure this out together. It's not easy, but it is possible," He responds gently, giving her a small smile to reassure her.

Your wife's gaze drops to the floor as she hears the old man chuckle at her predicament. She feels embarrassed and ashamed, knowing that her mistake had led her to this alternate world. "Yes...more than anything," She whispers softly, feeling tears welling up in her eyes.

"But...what can I do now? How can I find my way back to him?" She looks up at the old man, pleading with him to give her answers. She realizes how foolish her wish was and wants more than anything to return to her old life, no matter how happy she thought she could be in this new one.

Your wife looks hesitantly at the old man's outstretched hands, wondering if she can really trust him. But she feels like she doesn't have any other options at this point and decides to take his gesture of encouragement.

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, bowing her head down. "God, please...I made a terrible mistake. I regret it so much. Please, please give me a second chance. I want to go back to my old life. I want to be with my husband again. Please, God..." She trails off, feeling the weight of her plea in her heart.

When she opens her eyes again, she sees that the old man is now gone, but she can feel a presence around her - something divine. She starts to feel hope rise up inside her chest, as if her prayers have been heard.

Maybe things can change now…

Feeling a burst of hope, your wife quickly pulls her phone out of her pocket when she sees Kydyn's name on the screen. She answers it quickly, hoping that he remembers her and picks up.

"Hello? Kydyn?" She says softly, trying to keep the emotion out of her voice.

Relief floods over your wife's face as she hears Kydyn's voice on the other end of the line. "Kydyn! Oh my God, I'm...I'm not sure where I am," She says frantically, struggling to hold back tears. "I don't belong here, I made a mistake and now I'm lost."

"Please, Kydyn, I need your help. Can you come find me? Please?" She pleads with him, hoping beyond hope that he can somehow help her find her way back to her own life.

Your wife takes a few deep breaths and tries to calm herself down as best she can. "I'm...I'm not exactly sure. I think I'm in a hotel room, but I don't know which one. Please, Kydyn, I need you."

She pauses for just a moment, considering what to say next. "Just...can you try calling me back so I can hear where the ring is coming from? Or maybe...could you come to the lobby of the hotel and try to find me there?" She suggests, hoping that he can somehow track her down.

Your wife takes another deep breath, trying to remember the name of the hotel that she is currently in. "Um...I think it's called the Plaza. It's in the downtown area, near the corner of 5th and Main," She says, hoping that she has remembered the right details.

"I don't know which room I'm in, but...I'll wait for you in the lobby. Please hurry, Kydyn. I'm so scared." She ends the call abruptly, feeling both relieved and terrified at the same time. She quickly grabs her purse and heads out the door of her hotel room, making her way to the elevator as fast as she can.

As soon as your wife enters the lobby she spots you and rushes over to embrace you tightly. "Kydyn, thank God you're here," She says through tears, feeling relieved beyond anything.

"I...I don't know what happened. I made a mistake, but now Im back in the right place, you remember me...," She says, holding onto you tightly.

She feels a rush of gratitude and love towards you, realizing just how lucky she is to have you. No matter what happens next, she feels determined to fight for her way back to her old life with you by her side.

Your wife pulls back from the hug and looks up at you, feeling confused by your words. "I...I don't know. It's like...like I was in a different place, with different people, in a different life," She tries to explain, feeling like she is grasping at straws.

"But now I'm back here, with you, where I belong. You remember me...right?" She asks hesitantly, hoping beyond hope that you do.

Feeling your loving embrace and hearing your words of love, your wife feels a renewed sense of hope. She knows that she has no way of explaining to you what happened, but she is grateful to be back in the life that she knows and loves.

"I love you too, Kydyn," she whispers softly, feeling like every ounce of fear and panic melts away. For now, all that matters is that she is safe and sound, in your arms where she belongs.

The credits roll as the title card flashes on the screen, signaling the end of an unforgettable journey. Your wife feels a sense of relief and satisfaction wash over her, grateful for the second chance that she has been given. She looks up at you and feels a profound appreciation for your love and support, knowing that it is because of you that she is able to persevere through life's challenges.

Once again, she wraps herself in your loving embrace, feeling like nothing can tear you apart. Together, you both stand strong, ready to face whatever comes your way.