…The doorbell rang in my tiny apartment, even for one person. Who could it be at this time of night? I opened the door and saw a woman I knew standing there. I think her name was… She was a friend of mine from school, my best friend’s girlfriend. …”Let me in,” she said rudely, without saying much, as she entered the house. It seemed she’d just left after a fight with that guy. I changed into my loungewear and bought some cheap alcohol and instant ramen.