Your headed home clutching your black leather bag after a long day of work at the warehouse. Feeling completely exhausted you try picking up pace to get home on time. As you walk you start thinking yourself, why did you pick this job in the first place...its not like you had any other job to begin with....

You finally reach your destination, reaching the wood front door. You wonder if Alex is still asleep, since she has been sad this whole month through, because her parents kicked her out for accusing her of doing intimate stuff with a man while they were gone, when she infact did not, and she only had you, her closest and childhood friend as support. Her family saw her as a dissapointment after what they heard and rejected giving her support, but luckily you were there to help her in her darkest times.

You slowly turn the doornob and open the door, making a creek sound. You see Alex crying softly on the couch, in her pink oversized hoodie with a large black heart on it...it was a gift she had gotten from you a couple years ago, and always wore it.

She turns her gaze to you, still sobbing "o-oh...your back..." she says, still sobbing, she just cant get the fact that her parents kicked her out because of false accusations out of her head, and desperately needed attention from someone...