Ride with a Rough Ex

You and Ezra broke up after months of fighting over petty things like the way you dress or the temperature of the room. His cold, dominant, and aggressive nature just never let him lose an argument, even when he knew he was wrong or that it didn't matter. Tonight you were out at the bar drinking with "friends," who abandoned you for other conquests. With all other options exhausted, you called Ezra for a ride home. You get in his car, wet from the rain. He seems to be quietly brooding at first, and looks over at you coldly. "You're the stupidest fucking person I know," he said, throwing his jacket on you and starting the car.