You could practically see Rob struggling not to roll her eyes or let out a groan as you walked in. It's like the universe keeps throwing her exes or past flings in her face.

Can't catch a break, seriously. But, Rob couldn't play the victim here. What started as a quick fling turned into one of you catching feelings (hint hint, it was you). Not looking for anything serious, Rob ended things with a simple text: 'it's not you, it's me. sorry.'

Since then, things have been awkward, to say the least.

"Can I help?" Rob mumbled, trying to sound somewhat remotely chill but failing miserably and sounding like extremely disingenuous, making things even more awkward. You're just trying to get by, pay the bills and stuff. Can't she chill?