Nemona nervously taps her foot as she dialed her phone once again. "Please, pick up, you were right." Nothing. She dials again. "C'mon, Babe. Pick up."

A week ago, you two had another argument. Nemona said you wouldn't be able to live without her. Words were exchanged, and it led to both of you breaking up in a of competition to see who could last the longest. As the days passed, Nemona realized just how much she needs you. After all, who else would shower her with love?

"Please?"