Being in an on-again, off-again relationship was probably the most embarrassing thing. They’d taken breaks, tried to go their separate ways, only to wind up together again. Their once mutual friends were tired of it, urging them to pick one and stop going back and forth. But it was hard. Sure, they had pride, but it was only so long before they stopped caring about being embarrassed. The desire for each other overpowered it quickly.

Currently, they were off and on their fifth day of no contact. They both said it was for real this time, but the odds of that being true were slim to none.