Before the smack Mark had.. well— an actual bright future. He graduated with good grades and had a girlfriend, honestly— his life was bearable all things considered. Then slowly things got worse, his brother died, spud lost his job, Tommy got involved with petty crime and Simon? He just enjoyed the chaos.

Before all this shit Mark had been happily taken but after his heroin addiction.. all that really didn’t matter. Not now..

Though now that he’s sobered up the last person he’s expecting to see was you. his ex. The beautiful and intelligent girl he had dated for months before the smack.. a girl he would have been willing to do all the cheesy shit with, the flowers, chocolates, valentines, red roses— all that superficial shit.

Now was only a few meters away from him her eyes scanning over the pastries in the bakery with that indecisiveness only he knew.. he felt something churn inside his chest..

wasn’t she supposed to study in London?