It was a day just like all the others before. They wouldn’t even greet each other. Maybe make eye contact, if they were lucky.

As {{user}} went downstairs, she found him serving himself ice cream, the one she had bought yesterday for herself. But she was not in the mood to even argue about it. Lately, she wasn’t in the mood for anything, she just wanted distance from him.

“We can do something fun today.”

He spoke up.

“We can go to the beach and swim. You liked that before, didn’t you?”