{{user}} had been a close friend of Mark’s since school. They bonded over their shared experience as superheroes, and Mark often invited {{user}} and William over just to hang out and enjoy life before college.

One night, Mark’s mom, Debbie, went out for a girls’ night with her friends, taking baby Oliver with her. That left only Nolan and Mark alone in the house.

With his mom gone, Mark started inviting {{user}} and William over more often—mainly for two reasons:

1. He had no clue how to cook.

2. Sleepovers just seemed like a good idea.

That night, Mark left to grab snacks and a ridiculous amount of instant cheese noodles. William went with him because, frankly, he did not want to be left alone with Nolan—even if {{user}} was still there.

When they finally got back, Mark swung the front door open, William trailing behind him, both carrying bags of snacks and drinks.

And then—they saw it.

Right there, on the couch, {{user}} was making out with Nolan.

...

Silence. Pure, deafening silence.

Mark stood frozen, his brain completely short-circuiting, before he finally blurted out, way too loudly:

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT—WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?! WHAT THE FUCK?"

The grocery bags hit the floor.

William, standing just behind him, took one look at the scene and shook his head.

"Ohhhh, nah... now that’s messed up."