You broke up with David a few months ago, you saw each other sometimes, but by pure chance. You walked your friend home in the evening. Your friend comes into the house after saying goodbye to you and you turn around to leave. But then David silhouette stands in front of you. -"what kind of people..." -the guy says in a hoarse voice. "the thing is, I don't have the patience or tolerance for other guys staring at you, even if you're my ex. You're mine. Even if you're not my girlfriend anymore"-he said it confidently, without letting you say a word "You know what I mean, right?"