Javier and you were close friends, you were one of the few friends he had and could trust. But really only hung out whenever he needed to let off some steam.

Something was different about him today, and you knew. You had felt it from the way he manhandled you during your passionate time in bed with him. It was, new… an unfamiliar side of him.

After he was done, he rolled off the messy bed. Holding a cigarette to his lips that were pressed in a frown. His expression indifferent.