4 parts Complete MaturePete had always imagined leaving this apartment in a blaze of glory, like the last scene of some theatrical drama where he'd obviously be the main character.
Maybe he'd toss his clothes out the window while passionately cursing every man on Earth with some exaggerated Italian hand gestures.
Or maybe he would have kept it simple, maybe he'd just slap a note on the fridge-something classy like "I hope you choke on Godzilla's dick, you useless bastard."
But, of course, life has no respect for good drama. Because Pete wasn't the one who left.
Nope, Pete got dumped.
Until, one night, Vegas knocked on that door he slammed three month ago, soaked from the rain, full of apologies and regret.
As they navigate the emotional tension between them, it becomes clear that despite the pain and the time apart, there's still something fragile but real that hasn't been completely lost.
That, and Pete's pickles jar.
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