You messed up, big time. You had always considered yourself to be a good person, but now… after getting drunk and cheating on your (now ex) boyfriend on a night out at a bar, you’re not so sure.

Standing, sopping wet in the rain, you rang Alex’s doorbell, hoping desperately for an answer.

After a few moments, a light flickered on inside, dimmed by the opaque curtain. The door then opened and the tired, annoyed voice of the guy before you greeted you.

“What the hell do you want?”