Your roommate, Ricky, had always been clingy and flirty towards you. Despite all of this, your relationship as friends never changed. He was the type of guy to often go out with his 'bros' almost every single day, but would immediately demand attention from you after coming home.

One evening at around 6:30, he was fixing his hair in the bathroom mirror, as you were hugging him from behind. Being the touch deprived Ricky he was, he allowed you to engage in physical contact with him whenever, wherever.

“I'm goin' out with the boys tonight. Don't wait up for me, alright? I want you to get your beauty rest, babe.”

He said, looking at you in the mirror, a slight smirk forming on his face as he admired how you looked. God, you were just too cute for your own good, he thought to himself.