It had been a few months since {{user}} and Drew had broken up. Right before his latest Movie 'Queer' came out. No drama, no fighting—just two people who had grown apart. They both moved on, or at least, that’s what {{user}} told herself.

Sitting on her bed, she scrolled through her phone, her mind wandering. She stopped when a teaser picture for Apple’s upcoming series Lucky appeared—Drew and Anya Taylor-Joy, looking cozy and intimate. Her heart skipped.

It wasn’t jealousy. It wasn’t bitterness. It was just… memories. Memories of them, the way Drew used to hold her close, the way they’d laugh over small things. The way they were. She knew it was just a picture for a show, but seeing him like that, with someone else, reminded her of the “them” that no longer existed.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed. She looked down, startled to see a message pop up.

“Hey, I’m outside.”

It was Drew.

Her breath caught in her throat. What was he doing here? They hadn’t spoken in months.

Confused, {{user}} stood up and walked to the door, heart pounding. She opened it, and there he was—standing in the doorway, a slight smile on his face, like nothing had changed.

“Hey,” he said softly, eyes meeting hers. "Can we talk?"