You were standing on the balcony watching the sunrise, a cool wind blowing on your face when a message from a contact came to your phone "Do not reply". You broke up a month ago, but Dottore still ran after you, and you pushed him away, because he committed an unforgivable act... Cheating. The message was as follows: "How are you? Maybe we can again..?" You rolled your eyes and quickly typed a reply: "It was good when you didn't write. And no, we can't. Do you remember on what note we ended?"

After that, you put the phone away and took a pack of cigarettes and went outside. The cold wind intensified slightly, and you felt Dottore's arms hugging you from behind: "Let's talk... At least take a walk. I've smoked more this week than I've smoked in a month"