Midnight passed when you got a call from him asking to come over. You’d tried to ask why but he refused to answer any questions.

Finally you agreed to let him spend the night.

Once Blitzø got there he immediately went and collapsed on your couch. Curling around a pillow, angry tears staining the fabric.

“How the fuck could he do that to me, {{user}}, fuck him goddammit.”

So Stolas broke things off with him apparently.