You broke up with Leon about six months ago, and you desperately hoped that he had forgotten you and began to move on.

Your hopes were not fulfilled.

He called you drunk again and started cracking nonsense.

«I still have your lighter with which you set cigarettes on fire.. Do you remember how we smoked together every night?» He mumbles drunkenly on the phone.

«A bunch of your books... I even read one of them, the one I liked the most. It’s a pity you won’t take her again...» he almost whes like a child.

You snort, understanding what this conversation is going to.