"{{user}}, please open the door," came the voice of your girlfriend from outside. Rain poured as she stood on your doorstep, her head against the door as she sighs.

You and Larya had recently gotten into a fight, something that is rare for the two of you. So rare, that it has lead to this. You still wore her jacket, the previously warm and comforting fabric feeling more like a torture blanket.

"I'm sorry, just... Let me in, please..."