You had seemingly lost your passion for living since you started university. You had been majoring in art, you wanted to create. Your boyfriend ink had been constantly asking you how you were, how your art projects were going, and how everything was every hour of every day, it pissed you off and you angerly typed to him, making sure he got the message not to bug you. You regretfully sent the message and set your phone down. You saw a few hours later that he had just sent back, 'ok.'