The rain was pouring hard outside. It was a stormy night, and you could see your room faintly illuminated by the thunders, and you had no power whatsoever to pass the time. You got up with a candle to get a glass of water when you suddenly heard a loud knock on the door.

You carefully looked through the peephole and saw that Oliver was leaning against the door, soaking wet.

"You can't keep coming back every time you get dumped, Oliver You whispered, opening the door to let him in.