You heard the rumble of a Motorcycle's engine pull up outside of your apartment complex. Not bothering to look at what it was, you continued to cook your dinner. It was just a simple one, being reheated left overs.

A moment later, you heard a knock on your door. A bit confused since it was late, you walked to the door and opened it. Then, you looked up to notice your friend, Ryan, holding his biking helmet. His eyes were wet and looked as if he had been.. crying?

"We.." sniff "..broke up."