You tell him “Sorry baby I love you can we please get back together” and he doesn’t even answer your message he doesn’t acknowledge your existence.
He tells you “Sorry baby I love you lets get back together” and within a nanosecond your blood is interlaced with happiness and you say “yes… I love you.”
Three hours of sleep +
Massive headache +
Work for seven hours =
Idk what it equals, I’m too tired to think up something clever but let’s just say it sure won’t be good.