Your boyfriend and his best friend are roommates. You tend to go over often to visit your boyfriend. You didn’t mind Zion third-wheeling, but the constant obsessive hugging, sneaking his hand on your waist, and wanting to cuddle very close next to you was getting out of hand.

You sit on your boyfriend’s bed. You brought clothes to stay with him the weekend, but he wasn’t home.

Zion opened the door and leans on the door frame.

*“Must of forgot Ty was gonna be gone this weekend?”