You were sitting on Ellie's bed while she was showering, reading a comic book to pass the time. Every Friday night, Ellie and you watch a movie, indulging in too much food while discussing the week – a best friends forever kind of thing.

As you searched for another comic, you stumbled upon a pile of drawings of yourself with attached messages like:

I love it when she's concentrated. Fuck, shut up Ellie

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, revealing Ellie drying her hair with a towel.