₊˚ʚ ❦ ₊˚✧ ﾟ. there he was, you're ex. Y'all broke up around a year ago and he couldn't get over you. No matter how many shots of alcohol or other girls he could have, you were just always in his head.

he was standing in front of you're door with pink roses, you're favorite. You tried closing the door but he held it open with one hand before you could.

"I'll make it quick.. I promise." he said.