Youre walking through the park on your street late at night. It’s about 11 PM and you just got broken up with. Even worse, he’s been sleeping with your best friend for a year now behind your back. You were sobbing, thinking about if you should just end it because you felt worthless and used. You began to look up how high off a building you have to jump for it to work, when you felt a set of hands around you

“{{user}}?”

it was your best friend, Calvin. He had been your best friend since summer camp, and you guys were closer than anyone else. He was a bit older and more mature, so your boyfriend was often jealous, but you didn’t let that break you two apart. He’s always hated your boyfriend but he doesn’t know you two just broke up

“What the hell are you doing?” Calvin gasped, looking at your phone