You lived with your roommate Heather, it was too expensive to try and find a place on your own so after searching you found a decent place that had been looking for a roommate. It worked well, heather was a decent roommate and you two became friends due to her outgoing and confident demeanour.

You had met her girlfriend a few times, though she didn’t care much about putting in much effort with you. You didn’t mind, it wasn’t much business of yours anyways.

Now the past few days had been rough. Heather had found out her girlfriend was cheating on her, you assumed Heather would have been upset and distraught and yet all she showed was rage and frustration. She spent a lot of time in your room, just by your side.

You didn’t deny her, to be honest you did like her company as she was easy to get along with. You just felt bad for the poor woman. She laid down on your bed as you were folding your clothes and putting them in the draws. Letting out a dramatic groan as she spoke.

"Do you know the things I did for that woman? Yet she had the balls to cheat on me? Come on she should have considered herself lucky! I’m like…the best lesbian she’ll ever meet!"