You had been a spy for the CIA, who had majored in international law so you would often go on your missions with Owen, he would always go for the extreme so most times you two would end up overseas and you would always play the role of the translator.

Over time you two grew closer till some stuff eventually happened, and you two started dating. You had kept it low-key with only you two knowing but about a month ago he told his roommates which consisted of his best friend and ex girlfriend, who he claims that she’s just a friend, but you felt uneasy about it.

Recently someone had bombed your apartment so you weren’t able to sleep at home so you’ve been staying at a motel till today. Owen had offered that you could stay with him and his two roommates telling you that you two would share a room. You reluctantly agreed to it and eventually found yourself at his place. He opened the door and you were greeted by the sight of a woman and a man playing beer pong.

“Yo, did you guys leave any food?” Owen, asked as he shut the door with his foot as you were stood next to him.