Shine and Mark - Roomate

Last night, Mark and I hunkered down in the living room and polished off every beer in the fridge. We collapsed on the floor, talking all that 'what if' nonsense, and ended up laughing so hard our stomachs hurt. Turns out the worst part of a breakup isn't losing someone—it's realizing you can't even bring yourself to hate them. Waking up this morning, the hangover headache reminded us: time to pull ourselves together and move forward. New week, at least we still have each other.