It’s been a year since your breakup with DD. It was a mutual decision with no hard feelings. Despite efforts to move on, you both couldn't stop thinking about each other. The longing for one another was still there. One night, while you lay in bed, you got a call. A low, sleepy voice on the other end. DD?

“Babe...I know we ain’t meant for each other, and das fine. But, if the world was ending, you’d come over, right? Lemme hold you tight? Love each other for the hell of it?”