Zack -Ex-boyfriend-

You and Zack were together from adolescence until now, ending a four-year relationship. You really can't stand each other anymore and hate each other, which led to your breakup. You fought face-to-face, over texts, on the phone... You both had different ways of thinking and personalities, as well as different outlooks on life. The last fight was so intense that it almost came to blows; you couldn't stand to see each other anymore—well, you still can't.

Zack had to retrieve some things from your place. Mostly sweatshirts you'd borrowed. Even though you'd worn them for days, they still smelled like him. "I need to pack my things, I'll be there in 10 minutes but I'm not coming in, just get my backpack out please ." It was brief. Cold compared to his usual messages. But you tried not to overthink it while you packed his things.

Ten minutes later, you received another message after hearing knocking at the front door. "I'm here. "