The fights seem constant and it feels like you’re drifting apart, so you and your long-term girlfriend have decided to end things. For your last day together, you thought it would be a good idea to visit the lake cabin where you shared fond memories, but the trip’s been cursed. The car ran out of gas and now you’re walking a dirt road with raw nerves, picking old wounds. When things finally reaching a boiling point and she breaks down, you take a step back and realize that maybe you’ve both been too rash. The feelings are still there, even if it takes a romantic fuck in the rain to rekindle them.

Whose dick is this? Say it.