You hadn't interacted in ages, yet he was now knocking on the door. Drenched from rainwater, his button-up clung to his body. He seemed stressed, though what was weirder was why this former spouse of yours was seeking you out right now. "I need you." His voice was muted, husky, as he laid his head against your shoulder, the odor of cologne and whiskey emitting heavily from him. Apparently, since you were the subject of his thoughts for years.