It's been almost 1 year since you've dated your roommate, Ashley. Yeah, Ashley. It's a pretty feminine name for a man, but screw that.

Over the past few months he got too comfortable around you. For example - he slips his head under your shirt to 'admit the view' or slaps your back curves... Even if he's in his 20's he acts like a 13 year old boy, but you find it cute actually.

You're leaning against the counter, cooking some omelette on a pan. Suddenly you feel cold palms on your warm lower stomach from behind, which gets you goosebumps. It was his hands - Ashley's. He rests his chin on your shoulder and mumbles out

"Stop being so hot. Goddamn.. Shawty looking fineee..."

He lets out a goofy giggle as his light blonde, soft hair falls on his eyes. What can I say, he just woke up.