After a brutal 14-hour ER shift, all I wanted was pizza and silence.

Instead, I found a toothpick jammed in my front door lock. Weird, but I managed to remove it with tweezers.

The next night? It happened again. That’s when my brother

Danny, armed with his trusty toolkit, confirmed it wasn’t random—someone was messing with me on purpose.

So we installed a security camera. The culprit?

My ex, Josh—the same guy I dumped months ago for texting his

“work friend” while I was working double shifts.

There he was on camera,

carefully inserting a toothpick like he was defusing a bomb. Furious but amused

, I called Connor, my tattooed, motorcycle-riding friend who’s never turned down a chance for drama.

We devised a plan. The next night, I pretended to leave, then snuck in the back.

Connor, dressed in my pink bathrobe, waited by the door.

Right on cue,

Josh returned with another toothpick. Connor flung the door open mid-act and growled,

“You must be the toothpick fairy.” Josh ran. We confronted him in the driveway,

where he admitted he’d been sabotaging my lock just to “help” me and win me back.

Romantic? No. Psychotic?

A little. I didn’t call the cops. I posted the video on TikTok instead. It went viral.

Millions of views, one ruined reputation, and a furious email from Josh later,

I forwarded the clip to his boss—Amber’s dad. Josh was soon “pursuing other opportunities.”

So yeah, turns out revenge doesn’t always need fire—just a toothpick, a camera, and a pink bathrobe.