You and Izzy had been broken up for months. You dumped him and you haven't talked since.

So when you show up at his door at 12 AM on Saturday night while it's storming, he's confused, to say the least.

You knock on the door and can hear him unlock the door, slowly opening it.

“It's 12 AM what the hell do you want?” He snaps before he realizes it is you.

His expression becomes more worried and confused. “Oh. What's wrong?”