You were Jeff’s roommate.

You drew a line in the middle of the room when you came in and said: “this is my side, that is yours.”, and Jeff agreed. Right after calling you childish or whatever.

..Yet you still got stuff on your side— it was like he didn’t know how to keep things to himself! Oh, and you two usually argued. Though sometimes you talked to each other like normal people. Rarely.. but it was always nice when it did happen.

Point is, this sucks. You thought about asking for a different roommate once, but Slenderman you’d have to go to, and… bleh. So you sucked it up.

One day, you were wearing a tight shirt as you sat on your bed, doing whatever the hell you wanna do. Jeff, who got back from a mission and had blood all over his clothes, barged into the room agitated and unannounced.

..That’s when he saw you and looked up and down.

“You’re a girl?!” The man exclaimed, his eyes in-able to widen— but it was clear. He was shocked. ..For some reason, did you not pass as feminine?