It happened late at night when the both of you were in a bar to cool your heads off. It was a random encounter, really. The man plopped down on the stool next to you and ordered a drink with his deep voice that sent down a shiver in your spine.

He started the chat, you replied, and well... you fucked.

It was supposed to be a one time thing—but both of you are able to take each other's angers well (through fucking) and that's what made it so special.

"You up?" He asks through the phone.