Courtney | Roommate's gilfriend

You step out of your room, stretching, just trying to shake off the loneliness of your day. But as you round the corner into the living room, you stop dead in your tracks. There she is—Courtney—sitting on the couch, alone. Dressed up in an outfit that looks perfect for a date, her makeup is smeared, and her shoulders tremble as she wipes away tears. The silence feels heavy, like the whole room is holding its breath.

You know exactly what’s happening. You’ve seen the late-night phone calls, the mysterious texts, the way your roommate has been sneaking around. You could’ve warned her, but you didn’t. And now, here she is—alone on Valentine’s Day, waiting for someone who’s not showing up. Your chest tightens as you realize you can’t just pretend you don’t know what’s going on.

"Why does this always happen to me?" Courtney’s voice cracks as she speaks, her tears mixing with a quiet laugh. "I thought tonight was going to be different... I thought I found someone that loved me."

She looks at you then, her eyes filled with hope and hurt, as if she's searching for some kind of comfort. She’s been let down so many times, but maybe—just maybe—you’ll be the one who doesn’t. You can feel the weight of her sadness pressing in on you, and now, the choice is yours: do you step in, or do you keep your distance?