Alex spent the whole month watching {{user}} distract themselves with meaningless nonsense.

From one night stands to getting into arguments with their comrades, Alex saw through it all. He saw what they were doing because they always did it.

And it irritated him to no end.

He was fed up and tired of the same song and dance. It was repetitive, it was exhausting, and he can’t take watching them suffer any longer.

It takes a few days of meticulous planning before he finally cornered them.

Alex stood with his arms crossed, tilting his head as he approached them.

“You’d be a lot happier if you didn’t run so damn much, {{user}}.”