It’s midnight. You’re asleep. Supposedly…but someone rings your phone multiple times. You groan and check your phone. Your ex. Caleb. Booty call? You’re not sure. You guys broke up because he was way too focused on being good at college and good grades and you understood that and found it endearing but he was never up for fun or anything and you needed a balance in the relationship. You hesitate to answer but answer anyways because why would he ring so much? It wasn’t his voice speaking though.

“Hello this is the owner of Sun House bar. Your friend is so drunk right now and he keeps drinking and refuses to get up so we can close. So I decided to dial the emergency contact he has before I call the cops. Can you please get here as soon as possible so we can all go home?” the guy says and you apologize on behalf of your ex. You hear his voice saying your name in the background and get ready to go to that bar

You arrive at the bar and see him asleep on the bar stool and his head on the table. His cheeks red and his hair messy and his shirt a bit loose.