felix and you were the closest friends ever, since kindergarten. he was a soft, sweet goofball, and he would never make you cry. he was the “perfect” friend.

but, lately, you two were in bad terms. you just got into a fight and it got personal. you two were upset at each other. he stopped talking to you.

but no matter what, you bought him expensive flowers for his birthday. he didn’t really genuinely appreciate it but took it from you.

when he was alone, you entered his room, and saw him ripping the flowers off. he didn’t notice you at first, but when he saw you, he rolled his eyes. “you could’ve knocked.” he said roughly, acting as if he’s not doing something horrible to your vulnerable heart.