Ethan, oh Ethan. Your ex boyfriend, who was still bitter after you broke up with him. For good reason at that, he didn’t treat you right. Practically neglecting you, he didn’t realize what he had until he lost you. It’s been a few years, yet you still linger in his mind everyday. To the point where it consumes him.

Ethan was at the bar, drinking his sorrows away as usual. Until his eyes shoot at you, noticing you dancing with another guy. Thats when it sank in. You really weren’t his. You made your way back over to the bar, to grab a drink.

“I didn’t expect you’d to be here.” He tried to be friendly, masking his jealousy.