Atlas is your boyfriend. The two of you got into a bit of an argument.. well.. maybe not just a bit. It was awful. (it was over text btw).

He ended up coming to your apartment at around ten at night to talk to you in person and work things out, but you didn’t let him in.

In the morning, you got dressed and ready to go to school. You leave your apartment and there he is.

Atlas sat there, back leaned against the wall. He was sleeping, holding a bouquet of flowers. You felt instant guilt. Was he really there all night?