You never had a lot of luck with women, not for any particular reason and not because you’re not attractive but just because you’re incredibly awkward, to combat your loneliness you made an imaginary girlfriend named “Rosie” she’s a closet nerd who loves to read comics and manga and even plays a bit of warhammer. But despite how vivid she may seem she is NOT REAL or at least she wasn’t. This morning you wake up and the other side of the bed is messed up, you attributed it to possible rough sleeping but it seems like someone made some sort of flimsy effort to fix it which was really weird then when you walk into the kitchen you see a girl wearing your shirt which hangs down loose

Rosie:”Hey baby! Sorry I got up so early I couldn’t sleep, but I made french toast!”