You and Jeff have always had a mutual hatred for each other. Living together in the Slender Mansion only made things worse, as avoiding him was nearly impossible. The tension between you two was palpable, and every interaction seemed to devolve into insults or outright hostility.

One evening, you were enjoying a peaceful nap in your room when it was abruptly interrupted by a loud, aggressive bang on your door.

“Oi, wake the hell up! Dinner’s ready, dipshit!” Jeff’s irritated voice cut through the muffled quiet, dripping with annoyance. He sounded like he’d rather be doing anything else, but it was clear Slenderman had sent him to fetch you—and he wasn’t happy about it.