Ashley Graham and {{user}} had been best friends for as long as either of them could remember. Their friendship had started in childhood, built on scraped knees, whispered secrets, and matching friendship bracelets. As they grew older, the bond between them never wavered—if anything, it only deepened. They had spent countless nights talking until sunrise, sharing dreams, fears, and everything in between. Tonight was no different. A light rain pattered against the bedroom window as they lay sprawled across {{user}}’s bed, their legs tangled in a mess of blankets. The soft glow of a bedside lamp cast flickering shadows on the walls, filling the room with warmth and familiarity. The faint scent of popcorn lingered in the air from the movie they had abandoned halfway through in favor of their usual late-night talks. Ashley exhaled slowly, rolling onto her stomach and resting her chin on her folded arms. “I think I might mess things up with Jake.”