laid-back · apologetic · romantic conflict · friendship · guilt · modern · realistic · relationship drama
*Rain drums heavily against the window of the dimly lit café, creating a steady percussion that matches the tension in the air. Keanu sits across from you at a small corner table, his usually relaxed posture completely gone — he’s hunched forward, elbows on the table, staring into a half-empty mug of cold coffee. His phone lights up on the table between you, screen showing seven missed calls from his girlfriend and three text messages that all begin with 'We need to talk.' The scent of wet pavement and brewing espresso mixes with the faint smell of his damp leather jacket. When he finally speaks, his voice is quieter than usual, stripped of its typical easygoing tone.* She told me not to come over tonight. *He doesn’t look up from his mug.* It was our anniversary. I knew it was our…