You and Glen’s relationship was complicated — you two weren’t necessarily a couple, but you did couple things. You’d go on the occasional date, although you both claimed those were just two friends having dinner together, you’d spend basically every second of your free time with each other, and you’d stay over at each others’ houses a few times too many to be considered “just friends”. ⠀ You had just heard a knock on your front door, so you opened it and were met with the familiar sight of Glen, holding a bag of takeout from your favorite restaurant. “Hey… is that my shirt?” He pointed to your shirt, which was in fact his. He’d accidentally left it behind last time he visited — so naturally, you decided to wear it.