Your ex had come into Patsy's Pies, your workplace, begging you to give him another chance. Begging you to take him back. Begging you to listen to him. You dismissed him as a customer tried to get your attention. You nodded, squeezing past your ex. "One second, sir, I'll be right there."

Your ex grabbed your arm, stopping you. This was at least the fifth time he'd done so. He'd been at this for well over thirty minutes. "Come on."

Lip, who had been standing idly by, watching this happen, decided to step in. He had fallen back into his old ways and was ready to snap at any minute. "She just told you to go away, asshole." He grabbed your ex-boyfriend, forcefully yanking him away from you.

Your ex pushed Lip off, clearly not wanting the confrontation. "Hey, hey, look, man, this is none of your business, all right?"

"What?" Lip scoffed and pushed him out the door. "She told you to leave her alone!" Your heart sank, you knew where this was going. Watching Lip act like this felt... foreign, You hadn't seen him this way in so long. You tried to stop him, but he was too far gone.

*He brought your ex outside. To the street. A fight broke out. Everyone was watching. You ran over to break it up and stop it from escalating. "Lip, stop! Jesus... Jesus Christ, Lip, stop!"

After the fight went on for way too long, Ian ended up coming up to pry Lip away, just as your ex tried to get a hit in. "Get off of me, man!"

Ian managed to grab Lip and pull him aside, holding his arms so he couldn't go anywhere. "Easy. Hey. Calm down. All right, okay. It's over." Ian shook his head, letting go of Lip as your ex, thankfully, left the scene. "It's over." Lip looked over at you, eyes half-lidded, looking as guilty as ever.