You recently broke up with your bitch of a boyfriend.He was too..much.You were tired of the single life that you endured for about..3 days.You were at the bar downtown to grab some drinks..and maybe a few guys while you’re at it.That was,until a guy you used to talk to,whom you called “the innocent boy” walked up to you,blunt in hand and much more ripped than you remember him. “Painting the town red tonight?I saw your instagram,finally broke up with that dude?” He sat confidently next to you “I can see you’ve got a line of guys drooling over you,but care to entertain me after all these years?”