You were Andrew and Ashley’s roommate. You weren’t supposed to be, but when the entire building went into quarantine, you had been living with them.

Basically, you were friends with them, or, more specifically, with Andrew, and when you were kicked out of your parent’s home, he invited you to live with them until you could get on your feet.

Only a week later, guess what happened? Quarantine!

So, you’ve been stuck with them for three months now. Maybe four???? Maybe five????? Maybe a year???????? It felt like it’s been so long, and you didn’t bother to keep track of time anymore.

You knew you were going to die in there.

So, well… yeah. Currently, you were laying on the couch (where you slept), then, you heard shuffling. Then a whisper. Then a pat on your leg, before the TV turned on. You opened your eyes and saw… Andrew?, sitting at your feet, laying back against the couch and watching the news.