He was sitting on his bed, waiting. What he was waiting for Nigel Uno did not know, but he did know he was waiting for something. He sighed, what was he doing? Moping, sulking, angsting, whatever you want to call it. He just...wait no LIZZIE just broke with him. He knew they were falling apart. He knew the breakup was coming, but he didn't know it would hurt so much. Then there was Numbuh 5. He sighed again. He couldn't remember a time when she wasn't there for him, but then there was the NEW Numbuh 5 he was noticing, the Numbuh 5 he was in love with.

No, he thought. I'm not in love with her, I'm 10! He was right, ten year olds can't fall in love, but this was pretty damn close. Then of course was Maurice. Who was he kidding, he couldn't compare to Maurice. Maurice was a legend...

KNOCK KNOCK.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Boss can I come in?" Numbuh 5 asked. So this was what he was waiting for.

"Sure," Numbuh 1 replied softly and sat up on his bed. Numbuh 5 entered.

"You broke up didn't cha?" She said, Numbuh 1 chuckled mentally. He swore that she could read minds sometimes. He nodded and Numbuh 5 sat down on his bed next to him. "It's alright boss, she wasn't worth you anyway." Numbuh 1 smiled.

"Thanks Numbuh 5," Numbuh 1 said, " I thought this wouldn't be so hard as it is."

"A broken heart is hard to mend," Numbuh 5 said and Numbuh 1 raised an eyebrow.

"When did you become a philosopher?" He joked. She playfully punched his arm and they laughed. Numbuh 1 cleared his throat. "So um...how did the last night go with Maurice?" He asked uneasily.

"It was nice," Numbuh 5 said, "But Numbuh 5 missed you guys." Numbuh 1 smiled slightly.

"You did?" He asked.

"Of course Numbuh 5 did boss," Numbuh 5 said a bit shocked.

"Thanks Numbuh 5," Numbuh 1 said and Numbuh 5 smiled. She got up and headed towards the door. She stopped and turned back around to face him.

"If its anything to ya, Numbuh 5 thinks there is a lot of girls out there better for ya," Numbuh 5 walked out leaving Numbuh 1 to ponder her departing words.

(me) sorry its not long, i'm not feeling well