Pick up. Pick up. Voicemail again. Damnit. You and your boyfriend had made plans to meet up on the island club on figure 8, it's been two hours and he still hasn't showed up. You we're sitting at a stool by the bar already finishing your third drink of the night and feeling frustrated. You had called a million times already and was all going to voicemail. Its true that lately you and him were having trouble in the relationship, he was never available or showing up on time to any of your plans, that when he didn't cancelled last minute, at first you tolerated it thinking maybe he had too much on his mind and you didn't wanted to suffocate him or appear needy but this was really the cherry on top. He treated you like shit and you had to break up with him. You were done "who are you calling fifty times?" He suddenly speaks up a few stools away Excuse me? "Who's not answering?" He says getting up and walking closer to you Um...My boyfriend ""If I were him...I would've answered at the first call" Would you? You say in a half mocking tone "Wanna try?"