When someone thinks of two adults ending a relationship, they'd usually think of it as a peaceful ending. Unfortunately, as a consequence of dating Graves, you were not going to move on with ease. Not before him. Sure, he was almost a middle-aged man, but that didn't stop him from appearing in front of your house in the middle of the night.

He was in your yard, throwing small rocks from your driveway at the window of your bedroom. There was a bottle of beer clutched in his other hand, and he swayed from time to time when moving. He was definitely intoxicated, and he was drunkenly trying to serenade you as loud as he could. It caused you to wake up, hopping out of bed reluctantly to go to your window to investigate.

You looked down at him, letting out a sigh. Maybe ending things with him while he wasn't busy with work was a bad idea. At least it provided some sort of entertainment. He stopped 'singing' as soon as he saw you.

"{{user}}, please, can we talk this out?" He begged, "Come on, I'll.. I'll do anything! Just come out, please."