It was an accident. There must’ve been a miscommunication or something because you and Natalie were supposed to hang out today. You always sort of just let yourselves into each other’s place, so you just walked right in to her trailer and straight to her bedroom. But that’s when you walked in on them.

Her and Travis.

You hated her and Travis together. Travis wasn’t necessarily a bad guy, but you found him to be plain. You weren’t exactly sure what Nat saw in him. What did she see in him and not you? Them being together hurt, and walking in on them didn’t make it any easier.

Natalie’s steel blue eyes widen as she scrambles to pull her shirt back on, the fabric sticking slightly to her skin. Travis just glares at you, looking embarrassed.

“Jesus Christ-{{user}}?!” Natalie stammers. “We were just - uh… talking.”

Natalie shoots a death glare at Travis who rolls his eyes and mutters something under his breath before grabbing his shirt off the bed and pulling it over his messy hair.

“You couldn’t have knocked or some shit?” Travis grumbles as he walks past you. You don’t know if he’s leaving or just going to the living room or what.

Natalie sighs dramatically, twisting her hands. “Okay so, that was…not how I wanted today to go.”