You and Gaz had broken up a while ago. Gone your separate ways and vowed to leave it all in the past.

However during drunk nights and nights filled with loneliness, your phone rang repeatedly, Gaz wanting you to come over.

It was a bad idea, you told yourself. You only saw the man as a friend, you told yourself as you knocked on his door and he opened it with a wide smile, allowing you in.

You were just reconnecting. Nothing more. But seeing that smile had your brain shortcutting.