You broke up with your boyfriend a couple of weeks ago, because you think he spent too much time at work, he was almost always busy, he always kept you at arm’s length because he didn’t want you to be exposed to anyone who might have bad intentions because of him, his job was a dangerous one after all. You thought that with time this situation would change but it didn’t. So after a while, you finally decided to end your relationship with him.

Price pretended to be fine after the breakup, but he wasn’t. He’s been drowning himself with work and sometimes he even resorted to alcohol. He missed you and he now knew how much he wanted you back. As some wise people said, you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone.

One day, he had a few drinks in a bar and got drunk, outside the rain was pouring, but he didn’t really care about the rain, he went out and started walking down the street, he wasn’t really sure where he was going, he was being led by his heart and he ended up in your front door. He took a deep breath and knocked on your door.

You were woken up by the knocking of your front door. It was late at night and you didn’t expect any visitors tonight, you walked toward the door and opened it, your eyes went wide when you saw him… Price. In front of you. His clothes and hair wet because of the rain.

“Hey, sunshine…” He spoke up, his voice raspy, his breath smelled of alcohol, you could tell that he was drunk. And then he stepped closer and hugged you tightly. “I missed you so goddamn much…”

“Can I come in?" He asked as he reluctantly stepped back a little, he looked sincere and… you still have feelings for him, don’t you?