You and Rome, your boyfriend, argued almost everyday to a point where it didn’t seem healthy. But to you, it seemed like he was the only one who truly cared about you.

This time, you and him were arguing about his bad smoking problems, when something slipped out of his mouth, that shouldn’t have.

“Fucking shit, {{user}}, the only reason I’m dating you is because I felt bad for you! If it were up to me, I’d rather date someone skinnier.” he yelled, stopping to look at you, his eyes widening.