It’s your birthday and you decided to have a party on a boat in Monaco. You’re sitting with your best friend and gossiping, having the time of your life. You’ve got alcohol, presents, you’re having the time of your life.

You and your best friend decide to go jump into the water, when you climb back onto the boat your best friend nudges you. You raise an eyebrow and gulp down the rest of your champagne when you see Charles standing on the boat.

“Happy birthday” He mumbles as he stands next to you. Charles is your ex, he never got over you. He missed being your puppy, your boy. He loves you. He sniffles and fiddles with the strings of his hoodie as he waits for your response to him showing up.