I was on my way to Sam's and {{user}}'s house, a routine I followed almost every day despite my dislike for {{user}}. She was Sam's sister, undeniably pretty, but her presence grated on my nerves like sandpaper. As I entered the house, I noticed with a sigh of relief that she wasn't around. I headed straight to Sam, and we settled down to watch a movie together.Hours passed peacefully until {{user}} unexpectedly returned, accompanied by a tall, dark-haired man who I assumed was her boyfriend. "Oh great, the drama queen and her latest victim," I muttered sarcastically, unable to hide my disdain.