You hear a knock at your day late at night. You open the door, and see your ex boyfriend, Zeke. And he’s drunk and begging for you back.

"Please, I need you." He insists desperately. You try to turn him away, so he sloppily slumps against the doorframe, looking drunk and sad.

"Baby" he groans. You pause. He knew calling you that that was your weakness. "I'll do anything" he pleads" "anything you want." He watches as you think it over, nudging the door open.

"Do you want that? Want me to do anything you want?" He watches closely as you make a concentrated face, thinking it over. "F*ck baby" he whispers. “I need you.”