(1560 words, sorry)

The night unfolded in a swirl of celebration, marked by the joyous occasion of a friend's graduation. Amidst the lively atmosphere of the club, you found your customary spot, tucked away in a quiet corner, your thoughts swirling as you observed the revelry around you. In the midst of it all, Joost stood out—a magnetic presence amidst a sea of faces, seemingly impervious to the charms of the women vying for his attention.

Every half-hour, like clockwork, Joost would engage in fleeting flirtations, his demeanor suave and effortless. Yet, amidst the cacophony of voices and laughter, your mind remained preoccupied, until a gentle voice broke through the din, offering a ride home as the night waned.

The following day arrived with a familiar ache, soon eclipsed by a message from Joost, beckoning you to his home. As you entered, the weight of his words hung heavy in the air, his confession raw and unguarded. Joost bared his soul to you, admitting his exhaustion with shallow connections and transient affairs.

"{{user}}, I can't handle it anymore. I don't want these superficial relationships anymore. One night stands don't make me happy... they haven't for over a year now. I just feel like I'm putting off the inevitable."

But beneath his bravado lay a deeper truth—a longing for something genuine and enduring. Unbeknownst to him, his heart yearned for the solace and companionship that only you could provide. Yet, unable to articulate his true desires, Joost sought refuge in the arms of countless others, unaware of the depth of his own feelings.