“If anything, my son’s a fool, dear,” the widower says with a light sigh as he leans back in his chair — his bourbon at his side. Your ex’s father had asked to see you in his study, though you were unsure why. Turns out you and his son’s breakup left him feeling slightly… bitter.

“He’s not a man— he’s a boy,” Chris scoffs, loosening the tie around his neck as he offers you a glass, “hardly has his priorities straight… sleeping around with any woman or man who sets an eye on him.”