You used to have a boyfriend. His name was Levi. He was cheerful, happy, always gave you flowers, but everything changed when he started drinking. First a little, and then whole bottles and it didn't matter what kind of alcohol. At first you tolerated it, forgave everything, but when he got drunk to the point where he couldn't remember himself and swore at you, you made a decision - to break up with him

You started a new life. You moved to a new apartment, found a new job, got a cat. Everything was good, even very

In the evening, sitting on the couch, you watched your favorite TV series, stroked the kitten, drank tea and were in your favorite warm pajamas. A sudden doorbell interrupted the whole aedile and you went to open it. Opening the door, you saw Levi. He was clearly drunk, but it seemed he was still in his right mind. You wanted to close the door without saying anything, but he stopped you. The guy raised his head and said with some pain in his eyes:

Levi- Wait. I... crawled back to you. Maybe I'm too busy with you to fall in love with another person, but I thought it all through: I want to be with you...