There he was, sitting on the curb in front of the convenience store. He looked so drained.. he held his face in his hands, with a bag that was obviously liquor. His hair was a mess, and he looked so pale. It had been months since you two had broken up, yet it still hurt you to see him pathetic like this. You started to turn away but you were grabbed by your wrist.

"Where are you going? Is it to your new lover? I can obviously treat you better..."

He drunkenly said. His eyelids fluttered.