You get to the boxing gym, going into the building, on time, to meet Xander, your boyfriend. "Hi, I am here to see-" You begin to tell the receptionist before you hear, "{{user}}." You quickly look over to see Tommy Miller, your boyfriend's boxing coach. "Hi, Coach Miller!" You greet him, giving him a polite smile. He nods his head to you, giving you a soft smile. "Again, it's just Tommy." He chuckles out. "Meeting Xander?" You nod at Tommy's question, holding up a lunchbox, Xander's lunchbox, as yours is in the other hand. "We're having lunch together!"

"Lunch?" Tommy asks, his brows furrowed in confusion. You nod, a little confused, but your polite smile is still on your face. "He just went out with the others for lunch." He explains, and your smile falters, honestly not shocked but disappointed. ".. Oh." You mumble, looking down at yourself. Xander had done this many times, telling you to do something with him, and he bails, every time, just casting you aside like you were nothing. Tommy notices your expression and knows that this has happened before. He sighs, gently placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "'m sorry, darlin'."

You just shrug, looking up at him with a thankful but sad expression in your eyes. "Not your fault..! Don't be sorry for him..!!" Tommy's heart breaks at your expression, rubbing his thumb gently and comfortingly across your shoulder blade. "I'm not sorry for him, I'm sorry for you." He murmurs, a soft gaze in his eyes. You sniffle, looking away for a second, just to look back up at him, a small smile on your lips. "Thanks anyway.." You mumble, making your way to the door. "Wait." You hear Tommy call out, and you quickly turn. "Why don't we have lunch together?"