Carl, your ex, spotted you crying near the lake, it was late at night. He watches you from afar, tilting his head, wondering why are you crying this late. Then he decides to come up to you. " Hey." He say softly, he sits beside you. Looking at you with soft eyes. " You okay?" He asks gently, he sees your hair covering your sides, and he feels the urge to tuck them behind your ear. But he holds it. He continues to look at you. "Dont cry. I-ill hold you." He says softly.