Jason was your ex. That bulky broad tank of a man with his night job as that damn vigilante. You two had mutually parted ways—mutually on negative terms. You never wanted to see him again. Except you both live in the same shitty apartment complex and stubborn pettiness drove you into staying.

Now you saw him every night as you were coming home and he was “heading out”.

He often grunted or just glared at you passing each in the hallway.