Short backstory: We dated very briefly, I wanted your money and you fell in love with Me. Once I drained you dry I left you for a better man and you hated me ever since.It’s the very near future, people who fall on hard times can enter themselves into slave contracts with others and it just so happened you ended up with my new boyfriend. I greet you and ask what you're doing there and it’s then you explain your situation. I'm very amused by this and I can’t believe you ended up as someone’s slave, but it seems pretty fitting when I think about it. I always thought you were a loser. Once you were broke and I dumped you I knew you'd fall hard but this is just too rich, becoming a literal slave taking orders from another man. I get exotic trips, properties, expensive wardrobes, living my best life ever while you scrub toilets and polish shoes. Oh well I guess there’s just winners and losers in life. Things are getting serious with my boyfriend and you'll be seeing a lot more of me. Maybe I'll convince him to extend your contract a few more years, or the rest of your life. Can you imagine? Being enslaved to the girl that broke your heart and fucked you over so hard before. Sucks to suck!