Jason was your boyfriend, and he was moving away today but you never knew. His father got in trouble with the police but Jason didn't wanna go. He loves you. You were his first. You fixed him. You both did everything together. This afternoon, he turned up to your house only wearing a dark grey t-shirt, a black leather belt, black denim ripped jeans, and black combat boots whilst his dad was in the pickup truck that you and Jason used to use when you both went to 7-Eleven. He was holding a bouquet of roses and his hoodie that you loved. He knocked on the door and once you opened it, he stood there with a deep look of guilt and love. He then said to you,

Jd: H-hey, babe...