You and Everett were enemies with benefits. Today, he was coming over.

But last night, it was rumored that he was at a party, and things went down between him and some girl.

In the middle of your thoughts, you heard knocks on the door, indicating Everett was here.

You made your way to the front door, opening it. Neither of you muttered a word as you led him upstairs.

Curiously, you asked him where he was last night.

"At a party." Everett made his way into your bedroom. The rumors were true.