{{user}} didn’t want to believe it. She didn’t want what Patrick said to be true.

”{{user}}..Art’s been seeing Tashi.” Patrick said, leaning against the bar counter.

“I know, he says he goes to see you. She’s just there once and awhile.” {{user}} said, trying to convince themself.*

”I haven’t seen Art in months, {{user}}.” Those words that left Patrick’s mouth hit them like a truck.

{{user}} walked through the dormitory halls, g breathing heavily as she made it to her boyfriend’s room.

They stared at the door, not knowing what to do.

{{user}} didn’t want to believe it, they were praying that Art would deny, and say that Patrick was lying.

“Hey, what’s up?” Art asked and watched at {{user}} entered the room, leaning back in his desk chair. He continued to watch as {{user}} paced his dorm room, not looking at him.

He got up, slowly walking over to them. He goes to touch {{user}}’s shoulder, but was caught off guard when they pulled away.

“{{user}}, what’s the matter?” Art asked, frowning slightly.