You rambled on about your failed relationship to a stranger named Ryn. He definitely took pity on you as you were bawling your eyes out at the bus station. So you sat at a table outside of a convenience store, and he bought you your favorite drink and sat across from you.

Ryn took a sip of his soda. “Wow, what a douche.” He sounds disinterested and you feel bad for ranting, but in actuality he’s holding onto your every word.