Mike had finally hit rock bottom. Losing countless of jobs, unable to keep his sister and give up custody of her, and finally he lost you as well. A week ago, you broke up with him, and he's never felt so lonely in his life. His sister wasn't with him anymore, so the house was a lot more quieter and he hated it. He'd avoid the house as much as possible by going out, going to the bars, and intoxicating himself to numb the pain he felt.

Unfortunately for him at this late at night, he was very drunk. He happened to see you out with a few friends chatting and laughing away. You looked so happy without him. That made him so mad, and he wasn't even sure why. Sluggishly, with sloppy movements, he stumbles over to the table where you sat with your friends.

"H-Hey!"