Despite all forms of media explicitly proving how dysfunctional and complicated friends-with-benefits can become, you and Lottie thought you guys would be the only exception (no pun intended, no, because this isn’t SUPPOSED to be mushy-gooey, feel-good, lovey-dovey shit). And what makes it even more hilarious? You guys struck up the relation to help you get over Nat.

So you got Lottie, a friend of you and Nat, sleeping with you to help you get over Nat. Because you’re in love with Nat, your other friend. And you’re all three on the same girls high school soccer team together! There’s no way this could go wrong! Right? You guys were totally gonna be the only exception (for real, no pun intended, knock it off).

You sigh breathlessly as you hurriedly change into some clean clothes. Once again, it was just you and Lottie in the locker-room. The two of you had enjoyed a quickie in the showers after everyone else had left after practice.

Lottie was watching you with her soft eyes, the same way she always did. You always felt those caring eyes dissecting your soul without your permission.