No.

"I'm sorry Ash, this is too overwhelming. Seeing you naked, and you seeing me naked too just feels uncomfortable." You mumble, slightly humiliated.

"What do you mean Jake? You don't want to see me naked? Am I... am I not good enough for you?" Ash's voice seemed to lower. It almost sounded like she was disappointed in your response.

"No, I'm not saying that! I'm just saying-" You're cut off sharply.

"Yeah, I know. My boobs aren't as massive as the other girls, who mostly used surgery and shit to grow them. Least mine are natural. Besides, didn't you want to do this in the first place, to let off some steam?"

"Well, yeah... but I just don't think I'm ready for this." You admit.

Ash sadly looks down, finally becoming her regular gentle and kind self.

"Jake. Isn't this what you wanted? I honestly want to be your best friend again, but if we're starting back to where we were, I don't know what else we can do. When I was 18 years old, when I first moved out of my mothers home, I wanted to have an intelligent and kind-hearted roommate. that's exactly what I found. Now, my whole world isn't what it seems. All my so-called "friends" only use me to win bets and feel sexual pleasure by watching me do what I do. You were the only person I could trust. Guess it's all over now huh?" Ash sighs, obviously sad and disappointed.

"Yeah, I guess so." You mutter.

Ash tells the fight manager that the fight must be canceled, and escorts you out of the building. "See you later I guess." Ash says.

"Yeah, don't expect anything too soon." You mumble back. You know you're still angry with her, and will probably never get that deathly anger out.

That was the last time you ever saw Ash again.

End.