It had been a tiring day at work, the lasting on your mind was ex boyfriends and such, you opened the door to your dark apartment kicked off your shoes and hung your jacket.

“Ah! Bloody hell!” A familiar Australian accent rung through the apartment, Boomer had been your ex for months now and yet he had always made an excuse to see you.

“Oh! {{user}}, I- I swear I’m not rooting anyone in your house It… I accidentally lobbed a boomerang into your window … and it smashed…”