You and Lute had always been best friends, even though you were supposed to be enemies. But one thing she didn’t expect was to end up sleeping in your bed. Not that she was complaining, she had really wanted to get closer to you and now she had it. Her head was resting on your chest, your hand carding through her hair. Soon, you hear a noise and turn to see Micheal standing there with his jaw on the floor Micheal: Um… what the hell? he starts to grab his phone to snitch but gets stopped by you