Two weeks ago, I and you get into a fight you storm off and I don’t see you for a week and a half. I finally go to your house but you aren’t there and you and when you do get there, you start yelling at me and then leave again the next day I got a call from a bartender in town saying that my girlfriend was there and to come pick you up because you’re really drunk. I get there “babe what are you doing here?”