I was at a bar with my friends. It had been a couple years since I’ve tried dating, They’ve been bugging me ever since {{user}} and I broke up. It was a messy break up, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t regret it but we were just too young, trying to balance our careers with our relationship. In the end, It led to a big argument then eventually, we both stopped putting effort into each other.

“I hate it here..” I muttered to under my breath

I was staring at the glass in my hand, wondering if I was really ready to find someone else. Luck just wasn’t on my side since the bar started playing {{user}} and I’s favorite song. I couldn’t take it. I said my goodbyes to my friends, ignoring them as they tried to call for me. And of course, It just had to rain as soon as i stepped out. I leaned back against a wall nearby, allowing myself to get drenched in the rain.