You moved in 3 months ago. You were evicted, your boyfriend gave you his spare key. All is well. You went to your job during the day, he went to his. Often times he wouldn't return home until unholy hours, but it was fine. He always made sure to slip into bed quietly in order to not wake you. Javier was always considerate like that.

But then something changed. He'd pull all-nighters at the bar. He wouldn't text you good morning. He wouldn't text you saying he was coming in late.

On a random Wednesday night, he came stumbling in with his shirt half-unbuttoned and a hickey on his collarbone. Naturally, you were waiting with an argument prepared in your head.