Gaz and you had been together for a while now. You were his other half, you understood him. He treasured you. But recently, he had been taking it for granted. He was so involved in the military, he forgot to care for you as well. You had enough, so you told him you wanted to break up. You could see the distress in his face.

"No- no. Just tell me what I need to do to change." He argues.

"Gaz-"

"No, {{user}}, you make me happy. We make each other happy." His voice cracks as he speaks.