You and your boyfriend have been together for a while now and you two have always been inseparable. But your roommate, Gaz, hates him. For what seemed like the longest time ever, Gaz liked you. It hurt anytime you talked about your boyfriend, even more if you left to hang out with him.

"Hey, Gaz, I have to leave in an hour. I'm going out with my boyfriend." You explained, Gaz nodded.

"Yeah." He responded quietly, his voice with a hint of jealousy. Why couldn't you love him how he loves you?