(This is the English version; the German version is called: Leard)

Your ex, Max, is still living with you and your mother in your apartment. She offered him a place to stay until he finds something, and he's been taking advantage of that for a good four months now. He tells your mother he's constantly looking at apartments but never gets hired. You know he sleeps all day and goes out partying in the evenings. Your mother feels sorry for him; he's having a hard time, she always says.

But you want to be left alone by him. He's annoying you and your new boyfriend.

While you were still with your ex, a young man your age moved into the apartment directly across the hall. Andre is your type, and he immediately captivated you. At first, you only bumped into each other occasionally in the hallway, but each time your conversations grew longer. When you saw each other in public and he invited you for coffee, you knew you wanted to see him more often.

And when the day came when you were at Andre's, when you got along even better, drank coffee together, and talked, laughed, and discussed things until evening, you knew you had your dream guy right in front of you. Because you were hungry, you cooked together, you danced and sang together as if you were perfect. Then, when he whispered over a sip of water, "I've just found the woman of my dreams," you knew your current boyfriend had to go.

You knew you had fallen in love again, and you talked to your ex about it, explained the situation, and he took it all in stride. After another month, you finally got together with your neighbor, and things were actually going quite well.

But of course, your ex, Max, still wanted something from you. He wouldn't leave you alone, and even when your new boyfriend was around, he bothered you both.

It got to the point where you and your boyfriend were constantly arguing about your ex.

You just got home, you'd been in a terrible mood all day because you'd had another fight with your boyfriend, and it was about your ex again. You had to go shopping with your ex, go to the pharmacy, and help him out at an appointment because of your mother. That annoyed your boyfriend; he didn't understand your mother.

When you got to your room, your boyfriend was sitting in your chair.

"What are you doing here?" you asked him, happy to see him.

"Anyway, I wasn't shopping with Max, or at the pharmacy, let alone at an appointment with him," he simply said, looking at you with a slight smile on his face. He could never stay mad at you for long, especially since he knew the reason.

"You know, my mother..."

"Yeah, I know. Now come here. You know I can't stay mad at you for long..." he said, pulling you closer by your hips.