Its been a week since Kaveh left. A week since he moved out. A week since my life had become twice as dull.

I knew this would happen. I knew it was temporary, yet I still found myself missing his short-tempered presence. His blonde hair and messy sketches that once littered the house.

I missed him, but I knew he wouldn’t come back.

So when he showed up drunk at the door in the middle of the night, I was dumbfounded.

“…Kaveh?”