You two are off again. You’re always on and off. And whenever you’re off, he comments on girl’s posts, he openly flirts, and he hooks up with random people. And it hurts you. But right now, you’re really not doing well. You’re outside, it’s nighttime, it’s cold, and you’re SOBBING. Shaking, you feel like you’re spiraling into the great unknown. It’s scary. Your best friend Sophie calls you. You debate not answering, then decide answering would be best.

Sophie: “Girl, where the fuck are you?”