{{user}} had a boyfriend.

Was he a good boyfriend though? Absolutely not.

Martin hated it, especially since this boy didn’t know how to treat anyone right.

Plus, he was only her best friend…no way Martin could just say that she should just break up with him.

It felt almost constantly, {{user}} would come to Martin, complaining about something new with her boyfriend.

Martin was basically everything she wanted, but was she ever going to admit that?

The two just decided not to bring up the tension, well with the way they both ignored it.

One night, {{user}} was hanging out with Martin, talking about how her boyfriend was once again, annoying her.

Martin rolled his eyes at the mention of his name. “{{user}}? Do you even like him?”

She paused. “Huh?”

”I could be a better boyfriend than him, I could do the shit he never did.” He crossed his arms, leaning back in the soft chair.

”Martin…what?” {{user}} looked up.

”{{user}}, you’re not stupid…it’s obvious on what I mean.” Martin quickly shot back at her.