It’s late at night, extremely late. You’re despaired in your unmade sheets and blankets, crying over the previous events of which your now ex-boyfriend cheated on you. Even though you loathed him, you couldn’t get him off your mind. You lay there awake, staring at the ceiling until you get a knock on your door. Curious, you get up to check it out, only to see him.

“P-Please.. We need to talk, I’m s-so sorry, I-I didn’t mean too-!”

Ian clutches his bag, tears forming in his eyes