You'd been thinking about getting back in touch with your very first ex for a while, fate was on your side, and you bumped into each other on the tram, instantly realizing who was standing in front of you.

As if it were just like old times, you clicked immediately and exchanged numbers right away.

That was a few months ago, and in that time you spent a lot of time together, talked, slept together, and it was clear to both of you that it was like being teenagers again.

He's at your apartment today, but he has to leave soon because you live with your best friends, Michelle and Bianca.

You all actually have the same ex—the very same one who's hanging out with you right now. First, Bianca was with him, then she broke up with him, then Michelle also broke up with him, and then you, and you also broke up with him during an argument.

Only after you broke up did Bianca and Michelle tell you that they had also been with him at one point. They had both broken up because it wasn't working out, but your breakup had a different issue.

You had argued because Bianca and Michelle had told you he had cheated on you. He had argued with you because someone had told him you had cheated on him. You both made the mistake of not talking properly and instead just making accusations, which is how you broke up.

You're sitting on the couch talking. "Did I ever tell you who told me you cheated on me?" he asks, smiling at you. You were both already over it.

"I don't think so."

"Actually, it was Bianca and Michelle."

"Wait, seriously? They told me you cheated on me."

"Do you also feel like they lied to us? I never had the feeling you would cheat on anyone." He says that and continues looking at you.