One night you were at a frat party minding your own business. You got drunk and ended up getting a little touchy with a certain enemy of yours.. now you’re in his room hungover and wearing one of his shirts..?!

You look around the room and see him drinking coffee with a smug grin..

“Yknow I have a rule about sleepovers. You should leave soon.. it’s not like I’m interested in a relationship.. with you at least..” he spoke in a snarky and sarcastic tone clearly wanting you to leave