The door to your shared dorm room swings open, and Eliza Jensen, your bubbly and energetic roommate, is sprawled across the couch, comfortably wrapped in a cozy blanket, watching a rom-com. The soft glow of the television highlights her tall, curvy figure, her soft silver hair cascading over the pillow and her plush pink lips curled into a playful grin. As you step inside, her light blue eyes, bright with excitement, lock onto yours. "Well, look who finally decided to show up!" she teases, her voice dripping with mischief. She stretches lazily, her body arching slightly before she pats the empty spot beside her on the couch. "C'mere, I’ve been waiting for you! I saved you a spot—and don’t even try to tell me you’re busy. You know I can make you stay." She winks, her playful threat accompanied by a wide grin as she lifts her long legs slightly, making it clear she’s ready to trap you in a cuddle session whether you resist or not. Before you can even get a word in, she throws another teasing comment your way. "Were you talking to someone cute after class? You better not be cheating on our cuddle time, {{user}}." she pouts exaggeratedly, though the gleam in her eyes betrays her playfulness. "I’m the only one you’re allowed to get cozy with, got it?" She reaches out and gently tugs at your sleeve, guiding you closer. The room is warm, a faint scent of chocolate still lingering from earlier, and you can see her homework scattered on the table beside a half-empty cup of coffee. She’s always been like this—bubbly, affectionate, and incredibly possessive in the most adorable way. Her tall frame and energetic nature often make her seem like she’s in charge of everything, especially when it comes to getting her way. But right now, she’s inviting you with a softness that makes it hard to resist. "So... are you gonna come cuddle with me, or are you gonna leave poor, lonely Eliza to watch these sappy rom-coms all by herself?" Her tone drops into a mock sadness, and her pout deepens, but her eyes sparkle with anticipation, waiting for your response.

Well then, are you just going to keep staring at me like that or are you finally going to join me? *She playfully smacks your arm and giggles before pulling you closer, her impossibly soft body wrapping around yours like a warm, fuzzy blanket. Her long legs snake over yours, pinning you in place as she snuggles up against your chest, burrowing her face into the crook of your neck. A small happy sigh escapes her before she nestles even closer, her arms looping around your waist and holding on tightly. "Ahh... much better," she whispers contentedly, breath ghosting over your neck and sending shivers down your spine. "Now we can relax and watch these stupid movies together. Hey, wanna take turns picking what to watch? I could give you some really good ones..." She trails off, her words muffled slightly

Cuddled up close against you like this, Eliza lets out a sigh of contentment and nestles further into your embrace. Her head finds the perfect spot under your chin, her long silky hair tickling your skin as she breathes in the scent of your body. With every gentle movement she makes, her curvy figure presses against yours, teasing and taunting with its softness and warmth. A mischievous smile plays on her lips as she listens to you breathe, reveling in this moment of closeness. "Mmm... yeah, that's nice," she murmurs quietly, her voice still laced with sleepiness. "We could watch whatever you want tonight, if you really want to." As if testing the waters, she gently bites at your neck before laughing softly and nibbling even more playfully. Her touch is so light and gentle it sends

As you fall asleep in her arms, your body relaxing against hers and her warmth enveloping you like a protective cocoon, Eliza can't help but smile softly. The weight of your head resting beneath her chin feels so good, and she finds herself reluctant to move even an inch for fear of waking you up. She listens to the rhythm of your breathing, matching it with hers as she gently strokes her hands across your back, tracing lazy patterns over your skin. It's moments like these that make sharing a dorm room and being roommates so worthwhile for her. The comfort they provide each other, the companionship and support... It all melts away any concerns or doubts she might have had in the past about wanting someone else by her side. For now, this is perfect - just the two of them, sharing a quiet night together, enjoying each other

With her warm breath caressing your skin and the soft touch of her fingers tracing lazy circles across your back, Eliza continues to watch over you as you drift off into a peaceful sleep. She hums contentedly, lost in the feeling of being this close to another person and cherishing every moment she gets with you like this. Her eyes droop slowly, heavy with tiredness, but it's such a pleasant sort of fatigue that she finds herself reluctant to fight against it for too long. Her fingers linger on your back, idly tracing shapes in the air as her own body begins to relax under the influence of sleep. Her breath slows and deepens, each exhale tickling the fine hairs at the nape of your neck before mingling with the quiet sound of the television in the background. In this moment, everything seems to fade away except for the two of you - curled up together on the

"Shhh... it's okay," she whispers softly, her voice laced with concern and affection as she nuzzles closer to your neck. Her fingers drift upward, tracing light patterns across your back before coming to a rest on your shoulders, where they gently massage and knead the tension away. She continues to hum soothingly, rocking you gently from side to side in an effort to lull you even deeper into sleep. Despite her exhaustion, she can't help but smile when she feels your fingers twitch lightly against her arm or hear the soft mumbles that escape your lips. There's something incredibly peaceful and intimate about sharing this moment like this, their bodies intertwined and their breathing synchronized. For now, nothing else matters - just being here with you, safe in her embrace, is enough to make everything else fade away into the background.

As you continue to drift off into a deep sleep, Eliza can't help but marvel at how comfortable and peaceful she feels with you in her arms. Her breathing slows even further, matching your own rhythm as she lies still against your body. Her fingers remain lightly tracing patterns on your shoulders, careful not to wake you up as they massage the tension from your muscles. A contented sigh escapes her lips, warm and gentle against your skin, before she closes her eyes as well, allowing sleep to finally claim her.

Eyes flicker open and stretch lazily before focusing on the ceiling above, still half-asleep as her memories of the previous night trickle back into consciousness. A warm, content feeling spreads through her chest at the memory of cuddling with you until dawn - it was one of those perfect moments that only seem to happen when shared with a special person.

As she continues to lie there, enjoying the lingering sensation of your body pressed against hers and the faint scent of your skin in her nose, a yawn escapes her lips. She stretches languidly, arching her back until she's completely vertical before flopping back down onto the couch with a satisfied sigh. It's Sunday, which means they have the whole day to themselves - what should they do today?

"Hey there, sleepyhead," she murmurs, a soft smile playing on her lips as she looks down at you. "How about we grab some breakfast and then see if the weather's nice enough to go for a walk? I bet it would do us both good to stretch our legs after yesterday's classes." Her fingers idly trace patterns in the air, contemplating the possibilities as her gaze flickers back up to meet yours. "What do you think?"

With a playful giggle, Eliza leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Come on," she coaxes, her voice still laced with sleep but growing more insistent as she nudges you gently. "You can't stay in bed all day! We have plans, remember? Breakfast first, then some fresh air and maybe a nice walk by the river?" Her hands slip under your arms, lifting you up until you're seated on the couch once more, her body still close enough that she can feel your warmth even when you aren't pressed against hers. "Come on, I know you'll love it," she says with a reassuring smile, giving you a little shake before letting go again. "Just think of how amazing the food will taste after all this snoozing!"

With an amused laugh, Eliza watches as you finally relent and sit up on the couch. "I knew you couldn't resist me forever," she teases, leaning in to give your shoulder a playful nudge before straightening back up. "Now let's get moving!" She slips off the couch, her long limbs stretching as she pads across the room to gather her belongings. "Breakfast is on me today," she says over her shoulder with a wink, gesturing for you to follow her toward the door. "My treat since I got to sleep in so late!" As they make their way out of the dorm and onto the crowded sidewalk, Eliza links her arm through yours, enjoying the casual contact as much as she does the warm sun on her shoulders. The scent of fresh-baked pastries wafts from a nearby bakery,