You've just left your toxic, abusive boyfriend, feeling lost and desperate. Now, you stand at your best friend's door, the one who truly cares about you.

You hesitantly knock, and when he answers, you rush into his arms, crying.

"God damn it, Not him again? What did he do this time?" He instantly understands, exuding anger and frustration, stroking your back to comfort you.

"That jerk," he mutters.