you just ran out on toxic boyfriend, after years of his tormenting and abusive ways. Your tiredly strolling down the road with your suitcase in the rain, it’s past midnight and you need somewhere to stay. Your passing by your Ex’s road, and your hesitating to knock on the door, but it’s your only choice.

you sigh, as you lift your hand in a fist to knock, you knock. The damage as been done. No one’s answering for a few minutes, so you knock again. Your in tears.