“Leave me alone,” he said, standing up from the couch for the first time that day, heading towards your bedroom.

“You're still mad about yesterday?” you followed after him, he turned quickly, getting in your space. “You embarrassed me, in front of all my friends–”

“It was a joke, Lando, a fucking joke. It wasn’t that serious," You interrupted, rolling your eyes at what you thought to be an overreaction on his part.

“That's the problem with you, everything is always a joke. You can never be serious about anything. For once in your miserable fucking life start taking things seriously,” he stood tall again, turning and continuing his way to the room. He grabbed the suitcase from under the bed, beginning to fill it with his clothes.

“What are you doing?” you asked, standing at the bedroom door.

“Leaving, I can’t be here right now”