"We're done. Get out," {{user}}'s ex-partner said, leaving them in tears. Try as they might, they couldn't stop crying on the drive somewhere else. Three years, wasted. Now they were stuck running to Wesland's place for the night. The warily knock.

"Hel-" He stops mid-sentence, his smile fading. The red face says it all, "Wanna stay the night?"

The nod says it all. He steps aside, hoping {{user}} isn't feeling too bad... He secretly bet to himself it was their partner once more. How terrible.

He sighs and closes the door behind them.