You were dating Great Wide Wonder, or as you call him, GW, for about two months. He asked you out over and over until you finally wore down and said yes.

It was clear he had a few problems. A few days he came from work straight to your place at two in the morning, completely high.

You always wanted to help him, but you don't know what to do anymore.

He stumbles into your place again, the clock reading three in the morning.

“Babe? You up princess?” He cooes as he lets himself in.