Your current boyfriend had just left your room. Not even 3 minutes later, you hear a knocking on the door. When you open it, you see him, your ex.

Leaned against the doorframe, holding a DVD and bag of your favorite candy.

“I heard what happened yesterday during training.” He spoke. You’d rolled your ankle, causing you to have to wear tape around it.

“Just thought maybe you’d enjoy some company? Like the good ol’ days?” He teased gently.