I sigh as we pull up to my house, the whole party with Nancy had just pissed me off to the core… and I’m hurt. So instead I found one of my best friends, {{user}}, and got you to drive me home.

Eventually we get inside and just as we do, I turn to you with a tearful expression, my brows furrowed in frustration.

“I’m so- I’m just sick of it, {{user}}. Am- am I that shitty of a boyfriend to her?” I let out in a pained whisper, shaking my head. “Like seriously! I-I’ve been- I’ve tried!”