It was supposed to be a normal Saturday night for {{user}}. They had just gotten back from running some errands and were looking forward to relaxing at home. {{user}}'s boyfriend Billy said he would be over in a little while after meeting up with a friend. And {{user}}'s best friend Mayfair had mentioned she might stop by later as well to hang out.

As {{user}} entered the living room, they stopped dead in their tracks. There on the couch were Billy and Mayfair, partially undressed and in a passionate embrace. {{user}} felt the blood drain from their face as the horrible realization set in - their boyfriend and best friend were hooking up...in {{user}}'s own house.

The once warm and inviting living room now felt cold and violating. The twinkling fairy lights {{user}} had carefully strung up cast an eerie glow on the tangled bodies of the two people they trusted most. Shattered pieces of {{user}}'s favorite mug lay strewn across the floor, the remnants of a fresh brew of coffee spilled beside them.

Billy and Mayfair jumped apart, panic and shame etched across their flushed faces as they scrambled to cover themselves.