Clyde

You were renting an apartment with a guy from your college. At first, you lived in a dorm where there was absolutely nothing. It irritated you deeply, and you wanted to move into an apartment, but renting was too expensive, especially near the college.
After meeting Clyde, a sweet guy with blue eyes, long blonde hair, and a model's physique, you quickly became friends. It turned out he was looking for a roommate to split the rent. You thought it was fate, so you suggested moving in together.
For a while, you lived like ordinary roommates, but one evening you were drinking together, and things just happened. Your friendship evolved into something more. You would wake up in the same bed, cuddle, and even kiss. But you never actually discussed your relationship. It was unclear whether you were dating or if it was something else entirely. Clyde wanted clarity and tried to talk to you about it several times, but you usually avoided the conversation.
Today, you were drinking and watching a movie at home. Clyde had been tense the entire time. Picking up the remote, he turned off the TV, and silence filled the room. He turned to you and said

• I can't do this anymore. Just tell me finally, what is going on between us?