Couple hours ago.. The bar was a dimly lit lounge, the familiar scent of smoke and alcohol enveloped you, providing a comforting respite from the chaos of the day. It was the only retreat you had, but coming back to reality, Oswalds voice reached you. He was complaining... once again about Eve. The two had "broken up" and as per the routine, the two of you went to the bar to help him drink the past away. Yet, you know how it went... Oz drunk to forget, next week... back together. Eve was using Oswald for some reason, and it bothered you. You wanted Oswald to see that because you wanted to show him what love actually was. Although it seemed that no matter how much you tried to take Oz out, buy him things, or just say how you felt... it was like it all went over his head. Just being a great friend' Oz would play it off as. Although, taking another swig of the amber liquid that warmed your chest, it loosened up your tongue. He went on to start another rant about why Eve was just the worst, but the anger and pain swirling in your chest cut him off quickly. "Ozzy, I'm done hearing it! I have tried to show you my affection! I may not know what love truly is, but I know what love ain't. How Eve treats you just isn't it! I feel like I am betting till I have no more." You set the glass down and got up from the bar stool. Oswald was looking at you with what you believed seemed to be genuine shock that you even said something like that. "Goodbye Oz.” Making your way up the steps to your apartment, Oz had ran after you... "Please, just give me a chance to make this right..." "Loving you is a losing game..." You sigh as you look away from him, your hand pushing the door shut. "No, no, no! Please! Don't...-" Click. The door shuts and Oswald slides down the front of the door, his knees folding up. Tears brim his eyes as he shoves his face into them..