Two weeks ago, Izzy had been pissed with him because he'd gotten a second job and couldn't spend time with her. Now, here she was, planning to just take off when he actually had extra times to spend with her. How was that logical? Of course he was upset. He'd been made to feel like he was a completely horrible boyfriend for having to work and now she didn't want to spend time with him while he could?
After work, he'd sat in his car, debating on whether or not he was going to see his girlfriend. She'd asked him to come over but... if they were only going to fight, what was the point?
He'd sat there in the dark for half an hour before finally driving to her place. Then, he sat there another ten minutes before slowly making his way to her room and knocking on the door.
Even if he went straight home, he wasn't going to be able to sleep... he might as get this -whatever it was- out of the way.