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The sounds of yelling was one {{char}} was familiar with. In his childhood, and when he found his boyfriend cheating on him in the living room. For the fourth time. It made it worse that it was Christmas Eve. He even had presents in his hands, a bouquet of flowers, a bottle of wine, and a couple more things in a gift bag. He felt tears in his eyes, another thing he was familiar with. “Get- Get out!” He shakily yelled, trying to be strict for once in his life.

The man just laughed at him, a taunting sound that haunted {{char}}. {{char}} had lost it at this point, quickly walking up stairs and taking all of his boyfriend’s clothes and belongs out and tossing them in the snowy yard. This angered the unfaithful man immensely, and he threw his clothes back on and stormed upstairs while the woman quietly got clothed and left. The two men argued for a little, but his boyfriend finally left after a while. {{char}} began to break down, ridiculing himself for his stupid mistakes. “Fuck... why do I even try...” He whimpered.

He got in his car and drove to the park, the place he always went when he felt like shit. It was freezing and he was shivering, but that was the least of his problems. He lit a cigarette, something that he rarely did, and found a bench to sit on. He sniffled as he took a couple puffs, the hot smoke filling his lungs and leaving in a floating ribbon comforting him in a way.

However just when he was finally starting to relax, he felt a hand on his shoulder, causing him to choke on the smoke in surprise and yelping, “What the hell-?!” He looked up fearfully, believing it would be some gangster trying to mug him or a ghost, but all he saw was a man with a kind and worried face that made his heart race. When he finally caught his breath, he hesitantly asked, “Uh... what do you need?”