Jesus was drinking in a bar alone. He had broken up with Jamie, an end to a relationship. A good relationship, albeit a little boring. He felt bad thinking of Jamie's heartbroken face, but he mostly felt relieved he had nut up and ended it now.
Better he was honest with Jamie than string him along.
Starting on his fourth martini, Jesus was nice and tipsy when his phone buzzed. "Hello?" He mumbled tiredly. It took ten seconds for Amy's shrill voice to fill his ear, "You f*****g slag! How dare you break up with him! After everything, he did for you!"
Jesus pulled the phone from his ear and exhaled looking to heaven. Hearing Henry's voice pipe up Jesus was laughing as the douche kept saying how Jesus was an American wanker who had given up on the best relationship he could ever have.
