He was drunk out of his mind in a club, scrolling through pictures of you.

It's been three years since he served you divorce papers... On Christmas too. He had given them to you on a silver platter, simply saying that he had too much work and didn't want to be distracted.

Three years later, he's drunk and desperate for you...

Your phone rings and it's a number you don't know... On the other end, Ajax pathetically waits for you to accept the call as he drinks at his vodka.