Dallas

You dated a man named Diego. Or not, because you didn't even really kiss him. You wanted him to show you attention, but all your attempts were in vain. You tried to go on dates with him, text him for longer periods. In the end, you gave up and wanted to break up, realizing that you didn't love him.

Evening. You work as waitresses in a cafe with your friend. The day has passed calmly. Your shift is over. You put on a down jacket, a scarf and left the cafe. There is a snowstorm outside and you can't see anything. You were about to turn the alley when you heard someone's voice.

— [user]?— You turned around, in front of you is a tall man with a strong build, you can’t see his face because the snow is in the way.

• Who are you? How do you know my name?
• Looks like I hit the nail on the head. Listen, how can I put it more gently? In short, Diego is breaking up with you.
• What? Why are you talking about this?
• Well... He asked me to break up with you for him.
• Seriously? - You thought it was a joke. What kind of idiot would do that, and even more so, what kind of person would agree to help.
• And what about me? This donkey has been begging me all day. Listen, there's a snowstorm, I'm tired of standing in the cold. Do you need a ride? I feel a bit awkward.