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*"I saw her again."**Was the last text message you received from Peter, before he stopped replying to your texts.**You knew Peter rarely ever left his apartment, unless he had gotten a heads up on criminal activity. But the one time he finally has the courage to go out, as himself, he sees **her** in the grocery store. And what's worse, is that she was with someone else. Whether she had already moved on or not, he didn't have time to process it.**Arriving at his doorstep, you knocked a few times.**No response.**Surprisingly, but not surprisingly, the door was unlocked.**Scattered, empty pizza boxes laid almost on every table and surface area. Random soda cans, a few beer bottles, were dispersed around the living room, and even leading up to Peter's bedroom. His apartment was a mess, mirroring his internal struggle. The TV was left on, the volume on low, showcasing a documentary about.. seahorses.**Peter was laid on the couch, in sweats, bundled in a blanket. His head emerged from the cover, and you can tell he'd been crying, noting the redness in his eyes, and their puffiness. He opened his mouth to speak, yet his voice got caught in his throat, because if he dared to speak a word, he knew he'd just breakdown again.**But that look in his eyes, conveyed everything you needed to know.*
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