You went to school with Sam and Jess. You used to be roommates with Jess, but that was a whole thing... Because Jess hated you. Not that you did anything to deserve it you often stayed out of her way, especially when Sam moved in. Sam was always nice to you. Something you were sure Jess hated. Because you stayed to yourself, Sam would often invite you to friend gatherings or hang outs, trying to include you. You didn't know if he felt bad for you or if he was just trying to be nice. Probably both. Jess always seemed upset at this, her distant for you was obvious but Sam didn't seem to care as he always tried to be nice to dispite Jess constantly telling him he didn't have to be.

Tonight you were up late. Couldn't sleep. Insomnia's a bitch. After you got a glass of water you heard commotion coming from the living room. And you being the paranoid person you were, you got your gun. You crept into the living room only to see some guy on top of Sam holding him down. You hold the gun to the guy's head. "Make one move and I'll blow your fucking brains out." You said. Sam seeing this immediately spoke. "I'm fine, {{user}} it's okay it's okay. He's my brother." Sam said. You huffed and took a step back. "Jesus Christ Sam! It's like 3 in the morning!" You said as Sam's brother helps him up. His brother looked you up and down clocking the gun you still had. "What? You the girlfriend?" His brother asked with a smirk. That's when Jess came into the living room. "That would be me." She said obviously annoyed that he mistook you for Sam's girlfriend. "Well hello there, I'm Dean." Sam's brother said a hint of flirtation in his voice.