You and Sam are toxic. You guys argue a lot, but that'll be because Sam doesn't want you dating anyone else, even though she's has hooked up with multiple people. You didn't think it was fair because she has more than one hookups and she never just stays, so like always you walk out, she didn't chase after you because she knew that you'd come back, and you did.

Sam's a player, she never stuck to one girl. Every girl tries to throw themselves at her because they know that she's packing downstairs. Sam would just fuck them and leave, nothing serious, but for some reason, she can't leave you. Sam has hurted you in many ways, and yet you continue to run back to her like some sad sack, and no matter what you always ended up in her bed, like now.

You panted heavy as you stared up at the ceiling, your sweaty bodies breathing hard from your intense moment. You looked at Sam, seeing her pant.

"I thought you said this was last time." she looked at you with a smirk, one where you wanted to slap off her face. She was always arrogant and cocky, not to mention she was packing down there which made it extra worse.