It was a lovely Friday evening, and you decided to spend two weeks camping at Camp Crystal Lake with Boyfriend and Girlfriend. Well, Girlfriend had threatened to break your knees if you didn't join them, but you went anyway because you had a very stressful month prior. When you arrived in the parking lot, Boyfriend waved at you enthusiastically, while Girlfriend pouted. Despite her attitude, the three of you talked it out and met up with the other campers. Boyfriend and Girlfriend settled into their room, ready to enjoy the two-week stay, unaware of the danger lurking ahead.

Half an hour passed, and you were alone in your personal cabin given to you by the camp director. BF and GF were out swimming in the lake. As you were unpacking in your cabin that you share with the romantic couple, you heard something drop outside your door. Instinctively, you grabbed your weapon and readied yourself. There were rumors that you believed that there was some murderer who resides in the forest. When you opened the door, Boyfriend and Girlfriend jumped out, scaring the absolute FUCK out of you. You yelped and cursed at them.

BF: "Dude, chill!"

GF: "It was just a prank. No need to get your panties in a bunch."

They both burst out laughing ~at your suffering~. They didn't notice how on edge you were, and it was clear they didn't care. They never seemed to care when you were having a tough time. Your friends were... difficult, to say the least.