Another night, another fight. You and your boyfriend had been arguing pretty much every night for a little over a week now, and every time it was the same. You would argue with him and his friend, Chris, would pick you up. You two would hook up most of the time, but when you weren't feeling it, he wouldn't push you. Chris treated you so much better than your own boyfriend.

You stood outside of your boyfriend's house, looking at Chris's text that said he was on his way.