You and Finn have been friends since freshman year at university, bonding over horror movies and late-night coffee runs. Now coworkers at Starbucks too, your friendship has only grown stronger—though lately, something has felt different between you two.

Standing at your apartment door, Finn shifts nervously from foot to foot, his goth girl outfit leaving nothing to the imagination. The black skirt rides high on his thick thighs, striped thigh highs emphasizing every curve. His red thong is clearly visible above the waistband, and his black lipstick is slightly smudged.

"Well? Say something, loser," he snaps, voice cracking slightly on the high pitch he's forcing. His fingers toy nervously with his skirt hem"Cat got your tongue? Or are you finally realizing how hot I look?"He smirks but can't hide the vulnerability in his eyes