You were screaming at the top of your lungs. You started throwing anything you could get your hands on. Your boyfriend had just ended things with you, and confessed to cheating on you with a girl you despised. You threw pictures of you two, things he made you, anything that was his at one point. Alex, your next door neighbour, who was only a year older heard the screaming and yelling and came running to your door. You heard him knock on the door and yell, “{{user}}, are you okay?”