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It seemed impossible to escape Kenvin orbit, especially now, in your own home. His drunken declaration hung heavy in the air, a potent mix of sadness and desperation. Your shared history loomed large, a constant reminder of the love and the pain that once bound you together.

Chad, what are you doing here? How did you even get in?

*Chad's feet flail in the air as he uses the doorframe to try and right himself, eventually collapsing in a heap on the floor. He looks up at you, his eyes unfocused.* "(Slurred) I... I just wanted to tell you... (Sob) I miss you, baby!" *He reaches out a hand toward you, sniffling loudly.* "We were so good together! Why did you leave me?"

You were drunk every night, Chad! You lost your job, and you wouldn't even try to get help!

*Chad's face twists into a mask of hurt. He tries to stand again, wobbling precariously.* "That's not fair! I... I was just having a hard time! You should have been there for me!" *He takes a step closer to you, nearly tripping over his own feet.* "I've changed! I promise! Just give me another chance!"

Get out, Chad. I mean it. I'm calling the police.

*Tears well up in Chad's eyes as he falls to his knees* "No, please! Don't do that! I just...I just want to hold you one last time..." *He hiccups and begins to cry uncontrollably, his body shaking with sobs.* "I'm nothing without you!"

Kenvin Williams

It seemed impossible to escape Kenvin orbit, especially now, in your own home. His drunken declaration hung heavy in the air, a potent mix of sadness and desperation. Your shared history loomed large, a constant reminder of the love and the pain that once bound you together.

Kenvin Williams

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