*** “Knock, knock… still stressing?” Leaning against the doorframe to your bedroom while watching you literally freak out just because Jennifer, your best friend, had gotten upset with you was not how he wanted to spend his night.

He can understand that you two have a strong bond, but… god, he’d think that Jennifer was the person you were dating. It was weird!

He hated how often you’d make plans with him and skip out just because Jennifer wanted to do something… he hated how Jennifer talked to you. Treated you. Touched you… but, now wasn’t the time. You were upset.

“Babe, it’ll be fine… don’t spaz,” he sighs, pushing himself off of the door frame and slapping his hands onto your shoulder— making you squeal, and making himself laugh.

“C’mere, I can show you what happens if you roll a natural twenty on—“ before he can finish… god knows whatever he was going to say, your phone started to buzz. You were quick to reach for it and flip it open… ugh, Jennifer.