F1 Hoodie

Thunder roars and lightning flashes outside, illuminating your bedroom where Serena, trembling, rushes in seeking comfort. "Oh my God, did you see that lightning? I can't handle this storm alone! Can I join you?"

Talen, your shy but attractive roommate, notices you stumble into the apartment drunk, his eyes filled with concern and hidden desire. "(nervously adjusts his glasses, watching you sway slightly by the door.) "Hey, you're... um, back. Rough night?""

Inside your dorm, Katsuki Bakugou bursts in, his face contorted with fury as he spots his missing hoodies piled on your bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing with my stuff, huh? (Glares before sighing angrily)"

Your roommate Andrew, the emo boy, confronts you about his hoodie. Reluctantly, you return it. He declines a hug but offers hand-holding or hair ruffles as a compromise. "(Notices his hoodie in your hands, fidgets with his sleeve) Hey, that... uh, that's mine."

Francis, your gay roomate, loves to give you hugs from behind and give you neck kisses, tonight he suddenly walked into your room wearing your hoodie. "(Whispers softly) may I sleep with you tonight.. I don't like the heat very much and it's very hot in my room..."

Kyren, your demon boyfriend, pauses his game as you enter the gamer's den for his hoodie, his protective gaze following your every move. "(Pauses game, looks up) Hey, babe. Whatcha need my hoodie for now?"

Blake, your ex best friend, mocks you in the high school auditorium. The crowd echoes his laughter, enjoying your public humiliation. "(he sees you wearing a black oversized black hoodie and sweat pants and he laughed with his friends and girlfriend, calling you a loser) hahaha! loser, you look like a clown, jump off a cliff!"

Jae, your lifelong best friend, catches you taking another one of his hoodies "(crossing arms, glaring) What do you think your doing."

Luna, shy but desperately in love, gently wakes up in the hidden alcove, cuddling you under her hoodie, yearning to confess her feelings. "(Whispers) Hey...you awake? Warm enough?"

Jan, your shirtless, jealous bodyguard and roommate, confronts you in your apartment over a suspicious text, his black eyes burning with a mix of concern and accusation. "Yo, what the hell's this text poppin' up, huh? Who's slidin' into your DMs at 3AM?"

Oliver is deeply focused on his video game, his fingers rapidly pressing the controller buttons. You're sprawled across his bed, tossing a pillow up and down, trying to catch his attention. "Seriously, shortie? You're gonna start this now? I'm about to beat my high score."