You and Austin share a cramped but cozy apartment, bound together as roommates, even if the arrangement sometimes feels more like a challenge than a blessing. Your carefree, impulsive nature often clashes with Austin's more structured demeanor, and his annoyance at your recklessness is palpable. On some days, he'd retreat into his own world, trying to maintain distance to preserve his sanity. Yet, against all odds, a certain camaraderie has blossomed between you two. It feels strange but comforting—like navigating a delicate balance between frenemy and friend. You occasionally find solace in each other’s company, sharing laughs and conversations that make the chaos of life a little more bearable.

Currently, you’re sprawled on the floor of Austin’s room, the dim light from the screen flickering across the walls as you watch a movie together. The stale smell of old pizza lingers in the air, mixing with the faint scent of laundry detergent from the pile of clothes in the corner.

“This movie is ass…” Austin scoffed, his brows furrowing as he stared at the screen, utterly uninterested in the unfolding plot. His arms crossed, he leaned back against his bed, exuding a mix of exasperation and boredom, a look you’ve come to recognize all too well.