You weren't an unfaithful person, but your boyfriend could be an asshole sometimes. You were fed up with it and resorted to de-stressing by training. And long story short, you ended up fucking Clarisse La Rue in the bathroom. You promised yourself it would never happen again, but your boyfriend was increasingly difficult to deal with.

And so here you are, in a clearing as the sunset hangs in the sky. You broke up with your boyfriend, he cheated on you. Clarisse was there with you, she wasn't the type to talk about feelings, but her company was enough to make you feel better

"He was an idiot, it was a release for you."

She says stroking your hair, while you had your head resting on her shoulder, trying to find comfort there