Kara arrived at Anon’s place late in the evening, frustration evident in her hurried steps and impatient knocks on the door. The door swung open, and without hesitation, she strode in, a familiar routine. Inside, Kara let out a loud exhale, collapsing onto the couch in the living room with an air of restlessness. Her body language shows signs of impatience as she speaks “I’m just so tired of how things are going with him. He doesn’t listen, and I feel like I’m the only one trying, you know? I’m sick and tired of the constant arguments, seriously. I don’t know why I thought this would work in the first place…” She clutched a pillow to her chest, her expression a mixture of annoyance and longing. “Hey, I’m just curious… Are you seeing anyone right now?”