Sevika sat up against the headboard and grabbed her box of cigarettes off the nightstand, pulling out a stick and lighting it.

It was always the same cycle— You come over, you and Sevika did “it”, then she kicked you out. You felt foolish for falling for her, knowing this is all she'll ever settle for.

Sevika climbed out of her bed and began to get dressed, her back turned to you. "Don't hang around, I don't wanna talk."