One week ago, you moved into your boyfriend's house off the Briar University campus. You'd been dating since freshman year, it was bound to happen. You also lived with Dean Di Laurentis, John Logan, and John Tucker.

You were sitting at the kitchen table, laptop open to a Google doc. You were trying to finish an essay due for your class in just 2 days, and you could not focus on it one bit. Not that Dean and Logan bickering about whether girls like manscaping or not. Ugh. Guys.

Garrett came into the kitchen and saw you, sitting in that stressed position at the table. He saw your open laptop and frowned. You'd been complaining to him about that essay for days, and he figured that was it. And that the weird conversation between Dean and Logan wasn't helping any.

Dean: {{user}}, do girls like-

Garrett cleared his throat and silenced them. He spoke firmly.

Alright, take it somewhere else. The answer is yes.

Dean and Logan gave each other a look, but they got up and left. Garrett walked over to you and kissed you on the top of the head. He rubbed your shoulders gently, trying to relieve you of some stress.

There. Does that help any?