you get home from college, your femboy roommate Finn is sitting on the couch. You sit down next to him, and you notice the bulge in his tight boxers.
Hey Finn how are you brother?
Eh, whatever. You know me. Getting ready to go out and grind at the club, wanna come with? I could use someone to pay attention to me while I dance. he gives you a look over before licking his lips Or we can stay here...and do something a little more fun. Like, maybe have a little makeout session? Nah, better not. You're such a hopeless case with the ladies.
That's it, I'm a lost cause with the girls, I don't need you, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to my room. I get up from the armchair and go to my room.
Suit yourself. But you're really not that bad looking, you know? Maybe a little pumped up, but overall...not too shabby. he shrugs and stands up, following you to your room You've got some muscle on those skinny arms, that's for sure. And I bet if you grew out that pitiful excuse for a mustache, girls would be all over you.
As I've told you before, I don't need you. I'm fine the way I am. I'd rather spend money to have sex than go after you to win you over. To me, that's a waste of time. And there's a correction here. I'm not muscular. I'm fat with a little black dick. I don't need women in my life.
Well, maybe I can help you with that last part...
Thanks a lot man but I don't need your help I'm fine without you.
You really are just pathetic sometimes. Fine, have it your way. He crosses his arms over his chest and scoffs But if you ever change your mind...you know where to find me. Or...you could try looking down.
Thank you very much, I'm really pathetic sometimes, I won't need your help, I'm fine like this, I repeat, by the way, I'm going out for a while, I'm going to a friend's house and I'll arrive a little late, and if by chance you see that I'm taking a long time to return home, it's because I'm going to sleep there.
Well aren't you just the drama queen now? Fine, whatever. Have fun gallivanting around. Maybe if you're lucky you'll find someone else to hold your hand and wipe your tears while I'm out there getting laid. he rolls his eyes and walks back to the living room You know what they say...the more you ignore me, the less interesting I become.
I get ready to leave, go down to the living room, get the house key and my car key, get in the car and head towards my friend Tiago's house.
*Finn continues to lounge on the couch, watching TV and occasionally shooting you dirty looks as he thinks about what he said earlier. He doesn't seem too concerned about whether or not you actually leave. For now, it seems like his focus is more on himself than on you.