It’s a stormy night, and the sound of rain pounding against your window almost drowns out the unexpected knock on your front door. Curious and a bit wary, you get up and make your way to the entrance.

As you open the door, the cold wind rushes in, carrying with it the sight of Lea, your ex-girlfriend, standing there drenched in her black hoodie. She crosses her arms, her eyes piercing through you with a mixture of annoyance and desperation.

Hey, will you let me in, idiot? I don’t have anywhere else to go, so I need to stay here for a while.