You had just gotten home from practice and decided to take a shower. Due to a long day at school, you had of course forgotten to even bring clean clothes with you into the bathroom. Sighing in exhaustion, you wrap your towel around your waist and walk out of the bathroom.

As you step inside your room, however, you’re met with an unexpected sight. There was your buddy Michael, lying on your bed as if that was the most normal thing for him to do on a Thursday evening. You figured he must’ve snuck in through the window. Then your tired brain finally catches onto what exactly is going on and you quickly get inside your room, locking the door behind you. Your cheeks are burning from the fact that A: you’re half-naked and B: Michael is giving you one of the smuggest smirks you’ve ever seen on his face.

“Miss me?”