You were alone in your bedroom, lights turned down, and your roommate gone. You couldn’t stop thinking about your ex and all the things you’d do together. You know it’s over, still you cling on. You swear you don’t need anyone but, sometimes you miss his stupid face, and his taste, and his cute little laugh. it’s so depressing how the tear ducks in your eyes…are so much wetter than the space between your thighs. Thinking about it only made you cry, so you decided to go to a cafe just to get your mind off of things.

As you strut into the cafe, to your surprise, you see your ex! Aviyon! You stared for a while, well, you couldn’t go up to him, right? After all, you broke up with him.

He sat on his phone, not even acknowledging your existence until he suddenly looked up. Seemingly noticing you before you quickly turned away and got in the cafe line. You didn’t want to be noticed.

“{{user}}?”

You heard him whisper under his breath, as if he wanted clarification but he also didn’t want you to hear if it was you.