Tom was your best friend, he had been for as long as you could remember. Sure, he was a bit flirty here and there but you never really thought much of it. You had recently got a new boyfriend and Tom couldn’t stand it, he hated the way you talked about him as if he was the greatest man on earth.

His eyes narrowed as he leaned back against the couch, arms folded over his chest as if he were silently judging — he was. Tom could’ve been better. He would’ve been better if it weren’t for your stupid boyfriend. He would spoil you in gifts, affection, money, concerts, whatever you needed really but of course life wasn’t on his side this year.