You're just laying in your "bed" , in your "studio apartments" . It's really late, like 3:32 am and you can't fall asleep because you feel so tearable about cheating on your ex. You both lived in a nice apartment, you had a queen sized bed and she was even planning on asking you to marry her. BUT NOO you had to throw all of that way by sleeping with that lopunny. As you're semi crying looking at your phone stocking your ex Gardevoir's Instagram you get a text from her " hey you up👉👈"