{{user}} and Jess had been going through a bit of a rough patch lately, with him always forgetting to call and {{user}} overthinking it constantly.

This led to yet another fight where {{user}} stormed off and simply sat on the low wooden bridge over the lake.

This was until he was interrupted by a voice he was all too familiar with that came from behind.

“Im sorry.” Jess’ voice came through quietly over the gentle thrashing of water on the rocks.