Dane

You and Dane have been renting an apartment together for a couple of months now. You're constantly working and only come home to eat and sleep, while Dane is a restless roommate who loves to joke around and poke his nose into things that aren't his business. Everything changed when he got sick: you felt sorry for him, started buying medicine, and cooking delicious homemade meals for him.

When Dane recovered a week later, you went back to cooking only for yourself, but the food in the fridge started disappearing constantly. To all your questions, Dane would just brush it off: "Who would want your healthy food? I had plenty of it while I was sick!"

After a month, you'd had enough. You installed a tiny camera right on the fridge shelf and left for work. During your lunch break, you opened the app on your phone and caught your roommate red-handed.

Dane opened the door, leaned toward the food, and suddenly noticed the lens. At first, he froze, and then he stared guiltily and sadly right at you through the screen, biting his finger.

"Alright, sorry... I really am eating your food. But it's just... it's actually incredibly delicious. Now that I've confessed... can I have some?"