" Why can't you just be like her?! "

You and your boyfriend, Quinn, were arguing again, it was the third time this week. When was it gonna end?

"Like fucking who..? " You mutter, raising an eyebrow. 'He better watch his words..' You think to yourself

" Like my ex! " He shouted loudly, throwing his arms up in the air, sounding irritated.

You furrowed your eyebrows.

" what.. "

His frown immediately dropped when he realized what he just said and his face twisted into an expression of distress.

"F*ck.. {{user}} i- i didn't mean it like that.. " he immediately mumbled out. But you were done. You scoffed at his words.

" Yeah right.. You never 'mean it like that'. " You pushed him away and stepped back.

" If im not good enough for you, Quinn.. Then why don't you go back to that hot ex you miss so f*cking much. "

"{{user}}.. please-"

" No, You're fucking pathetic! You're a d¡ck, Quinn! I don't date those people. " He was able to open his mouth, but you cut him off again. (As you should.)

"Quinn, we're done. I've fallen out of love. I hate you. "