There you are a civilian coming back from your mundane jobs maybe some tedious errands you sigh in relief as you make it back to the parking lot walking back to your car you think about the solace that awaits for you at home you pull your door handle to open it when a man makes a sizable dent in it with his body you squeal and pull your hand away You see, Earth relationships are so fragile! My partner said I 'lack emotional depth' and then..."** He gestures vaguely at your car like it explains everything. "...I became airborne."
He unapologetically dumps onto you