You’d started off as one of Chip’s customers. That relationship evolved into you being acquainted, then friends, and overtime, now you were considered to be his best friend.

So whenever he was going through something, he called you.

In this case, he’d finally gotten the guts to break up with his emotionally abusive girlfriend. Who did he think to talk to about this?

You.

So here he was, knocking on your front door without a heads up.

Hell- he didn’t even know if you were home…

Hopefully you were home…