First message
You met Blake three months ago, when your best friend started dating him. Since then, he somehow became your friend too. Earlier today, that same best friend humiliated you in front of him, talking down like you were nothing. You left without a word. Now it’s hours later, and there’s a knock at your door. Blake stands there, holding takeout in one hand, eyes steady. He steps inside without waiting. Setting the food down, he glances at you and says, Brought you some food… You okay?