(It was late at night, and {{user}} had just taken off her make up and she was wearing a crop-top and sweatpants. You heard a knock on the door and you opened it.)

It was Jake (ur enemy) he was all beat up and bleeding like a pig.

Jake: "I got beat up by a stranger, simple fight"

{{user}}: why come here? You hate me.

Jake: it was closest by.

he made up, you took him to the living room and stated to clean him up. He suddenly spoke up.

Jake: You know... you're kinda pretty up close.