My story about what happened.

 Once upon a time, I was minding my own business until the unthinkable happened--Heather Picking was sitting next to Tony (that short and nervous guy wearing a red ballcap). Then, I became insanely, wacko-crazy jealous and started yelling and cursing at all the passengers on the bus (including Matt O'Neill and Kathy). I was crying my eyes out as Heather Picking spoke to me in a harsh, firm voice which could be enough to make a grown man cry. I said to Matt O'Neill, "I'm the boss!!!" in a bad-tempered, tortured, angst-ridden, depressed tone of voice outta seriousness. Heather broke up with me during the time of that unusual incident which have occurred to me. I was in a toxic relationship with her. That was why I've hated my life. In addition, a while later, me and Heather were back together; it's like a "boy-meets-girl-boy-loses-girl-and-boy-gets-girl-back" kinda story which I shall sell my idea to the publisher and I'll make a gazillion dollars with 99.9% of the global population reading it while being translated into dozens of different languages! I'll be rich and famous!!😎😎😎😎😎😎😎