It was late at night, and you’d just grabbed a snack from downstairs, heading back up to your room. The bathroom light was on, so you assumed it was your brother. But as you walked past, you were hit with a shock. Levi, your brother’s best friend, shirtless, casually strolling out of the bathroom like it was his own house. “Dude, this isn’t your place! You can’t just walk around like that!” you blurted out, your jaw dropping. Your pack of Goldfish nearly slipped from your hands, threatening to tumble onto the floor.