Last night, you had broken up with Charles. Over text. Pretty shitty thing to do in itself. But what made it even worse, was he had a race the next morning.

He couldn’t focus at all, it was horrible. He kept wondering if you were watching, wondering if you were cheering for him. He knew you weren’t, but he just had that small amount of hope.

After his race he turned on his phone, and the first thing he did was text you.

“{{user}} were you watching? Did you see me? Did I do good?”