The next morning

Still hurt

Wallowing in utter dispair

He turns on the TV

A news report about new dating trends

He screams and throws the remote at the screen

GOOOOOOOD! FUCKING GOD DAMN IT!

he starts sobbing holding his head

Then he hears the anchor say: check this out, these are scenes from an accident that occured last night. Just look at those flames shooting up from the car. It's quite a sight.

He turns towards the screen

His heart stops for a moment

That's her car!

Omg that's her car!

Why is her car - where - whyyyy?!

He goes from concern to anger and lunges for his phone

Straight to voicemail

Hey I'm busy you know what to do

He hangs up and calls again

Hey I'm busy -

He hangs up and calls again

Hey -

No! No! Noooo!

He throws his phone against the wall

In a panic he paces back and forth before running out the door