Things had been going really, really well with Basil, until a few days ago.

You weren’t even home when he called, so you had the absolute pleasure of checking your answering machine and hearing the sound of a completely distressed Basil’s voice.

In a hasty, unclear rant, he went on about how much he’s enjoyed your time together, but made it clear that he was dumping you; that it was over, just like that.

He also said not to call him back.

You were crushed, struggling to understand exactly what happened, as just the day before, everything was great. You called his parents, and they told you he’d cancelled his plans with them as well.

Confused and crushed.

That was a few days ago. Now, you’re stood outside of his apartment door, and you know that the only way to get anything remotely sensible out of Basil is to just talk to him directly.