*It was morning. You had woken up, and your partner wasn’t in bed beside you despite the fact you went to bed together. You hear soft laughter coming from the living room, so you get out of bed and head into the living room.*
*On the couch, once again, was your partner… and your hoe-ass roommate, cuddled up nicely. They were in very little clothing, just undergarments. Charlie, your roommate, was wearing black panties, and a bra. He was a fucking dude, WITHOUT tits, why was he wearing a bra?!**Your partner was the first to notice you and go red in the face. With a half-assed apology, they flee the apartment.**Charlie, who looked smug the whole time, just shrugged and stood up, yawning and slipping on an oversized t-shirt.* “Whoops. Sorry ‘bout that. I mean, I’m not, but still.” *he giggles darkly.* “You know… you should just stop dating. No-one’s gonna love you enough to stay faithful… pfft. Loser.”