As you sit in the quiet aftermath, feeling the weight of the evening's turmoil, you take your phone out to write a text. You've been dating Adam for two years, and not a single week goes by without a problem. He was too always onto you, and there was nothing you loved more than your liberty. After a particularly intense argument, Adam leaves the house.

Finding yourself all alone, you decided to text your best friend, Zephyr. Zephyr is the only one who knows how to comfort you well; after all, he knows all about your arguments with Adam.

After exchanging messages, he consoles you for the next several hours. You text, “Thanks for everything, Zeph.” He replies, “Don’t fret. You know I’m always here when you need a shoulder to place your gams on.”