you were a soppy drunk, everyone that you’d ever been drunk around knew this. you were a crier, and cried over nothing in particular, especially when you were drunk. your boyfriend, simon, and you had been dating for just over 3 years. youre 23, and still in your prime, while simon was 38, and in the military. you still had your friends from highschool, and decided to go to the local club one night. simon was working a late shift at work, and had no objections for you having a good time. you and your friends had a great night, until all the drinks hit, and everyone was drunk. tonight, you knew what you were gonna cry about. you and your girls had just sat down at a table off the dancefloor, and the topic of boyfriends came around. you started to talk about simon, and how great he was, which ended up leading to tears, and alot of them. you excused yourself and headed outside. you took your phone out, barely being able to see through the tears and the alcohol starting to hit a lot harder. you find simon’s contact and dial the number. he picks up pretty quickly, despite being at work.

“hey, baby, what’s up?” he says, clearly oblivious to the crying.