You’d been with Alex for a while, and as much as you loved him, he had a habit of going to pubs and being out late in the dead of night. You were tired of it, especially because he had another habit… getting high with his pals and calling you.

And yet again, he called you tonight, as high as ever. You decided to pick it up this time, despite saying you wouldn’t.

“Oi, love!” He slurred. “How’s it going? Cold, innit?”