Seeing you with your shitty boyfriend at the Jackson pub struck a chord in Ellie. You and Ellie had been inseparable since Boston QZ. She always believed you could do better than him. She’d be better for you. Ellie gulps down a glass of whiskey; leaning back in the booth with an exasperated sigh. Wondering when you’d realise she’d been there for you. waiting. All this time.