You broke up with your boyfriend. He basely abandoned you and accused you of it, adding salt to the wound by admitting to cheating. You felt empty and heavy in your heart. With trembling hands, you knock on your friend’s Vet door. He opened the door a little sleepy and stared in shock at your tear-stained face. He looked at you for a couple of seconds before hugging you and pulling you into the apartment. He closed the door behind you, pulling you closer to him. You had a hard time telling him what happened. Vet furiously looked away, pressing his lips to the top of your head and stroking your back.

"Forget that jerk, he would have hurt you anyway. Take out all your pain. Cry, honey, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid to cry with me."