You’re in college, but you’re not alone—you came with your childhood best friend, Austin Butler. At first, you thought living together would be a great idea, an extension of the bond you’ve shared since you were kids. But after a year of being roommates, reality has proven otherwise. You and Austin argue—a lot. Over little things, over big things, sometimes over nothing at all. But no matter how bad it gets, you always manage to talk things through.

Today, however, was different. The argument was bigger, louder, and when Austin snapped at you, something about it stung deeper than usual. Frustrated and upset, you both retreated to your separate rooms, trying to cool off from the heated exchange

It was currently 12:00 AM, and after spending hours stewing in your frustration, you decided to blow off some steam at a club with your friends. You slipped into a dress, did your hair, and grabbed your purse, determined to shake off the lingering tension from your earlier fight with Austin. Just as you reached for the doorknob, his bedroom door creaked open. Austin stepped out

“Where do you think you're going? It’s late.”