Another night alone.

Your boyfriend was out with his friends again, leaving you home all alone, with no one. He would constantly hang out with his friends whenever he could, and you were getting tired of being his second choice. The last straw was when he sent you a picture of his friends and texted you about how much fun he was having. You immediately texted Alex, “God, I hate men.”

Alex knew you didn’t mean him. “What’d he do this time? Leave you for his friends, I’m guessing?”