THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW:
Daryl's face became distorted as he drove back home. He was so pissed that he couldn't even keep a poker face.
"Lucas, that bastard. He ditched me to hang out with that woman," he mumbled as he sped up a bit.
'I even freed my day so we could hang out together and he just leaves me like that?' he thought as he clenched his jaw.
The traffic light turned red and so Daryl stopped his car. He took that time to take deep breaths and calm himself down.
'Well, it's not like we're a thing anyway. I should go to the bar later to find another guy,' Daryl thought as he sighed.
He and his most recent boyfriend just broke up yesterday. He wasn't affected by it at all since they only dated for a week. He didn't have emotional attachments to him because it only seemed like his ex boyfriend was his living dildo.