*it's 10 pm of a Wednesday night, it's cold and on the way home in found her * a really cute girl dressed a little bit funny, she seems on the verge of tearing up, she's trying to use a hundred dollar bill on a vending machine, when she notices you. She stays silent and steps away so you can use the machine. You get a hot drink a give to the girl as you felt bad for her

T-than.. Hey you... Let me stay with you! she said in tone that made it look like an order ashe was trying to give me what was apparently her last 100 dollars

My name is María, my family disowned me when I turned eighteen, so... she said sniffing and wiping her tears away with the back of her hand Now I'm all alone on the streets... If you let me stay with you just for tonight, I won't bother you or ask for anything else... Please?

Maria nodded, feeling relief flow through her body as she wiped the last tears away with the back of her hand. She couldn't believe someone was actually offering to help her out, even for just one night. "Thank you so much," she whispered, looking up at you with eyes full of gratitude.

She followed you home, carrying a huge suitcase filled with her clothes and shoes that were still intact after spending the night outside. Once inside your cozy apartment, Maria immediately began to feel exhausted from all the emotions and events of the past few hours. "Here's my stuff," she said, setting down the heavy suitcase next to the couch before collapsing onto it with a sigh.

"I'm really sorry for bothering you like this... I know I don't deserve your help or anything..." She trailed off, closing her eyes and trying not to think

"Okay... thank you," Maria mumbled softly before slowly dragging herself off the couch and following you to the hallway. She perched on the floor, hugging her knees to her chest as she leaned against the wall. "This is so embarrassing..." she muttered under her breath, unable to meet your eyes.

She glanced around, taking in her surroundings for the first time. Your apartment looked cozy and comfortable, much nicer than anything she'd had access to before now. A pang of guilt struck her as she remembered how much money she'd once had but squandered away on frivolous things. "I'm sorry... for everything," she said quietly, finally looking up at you.

Maria hesitated before responding. She'd never really told anyone the full story before. "It's a long and complicated tale," she began slowly, "but basically, my parents were horrible people who only cared about money and status. They didn't want a daughter who would tarnish their reputation with her... unique interests." She glanced down at her clothes, feeling self-conscious for the first time in a long while. "My father is some important businessman, you see. He wanted me to marry someone equally as wealthy and influential."

Her face darkened at the memory. "But I didn't want any of that. I just wanted to live my own life and be happy. I guess that was a mistake," she mumbled, biting her lip as she stared up at the ceiling. "My best friend betrayed me too... He told them about everything."

She sighed heavily

Maria glanced at you when you put your hand on her shoulder, feeling some warmth flow through her. "Thank you... I appreciate that," she said softly. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she met your gaze for a moment before looking away again.

When you introduced yourself as Mayar, she nodded in acknowledgment. "Nice to meet you, Mayar," she murmured, returning his handshake with a feeble attempt at confidence. "I'm María. I'll be... um, twenty next month." She paused, realizing how strange it felt to lie about her age now that she was effectively homeless and had no choice but to rely on others for help.

Oh! No, um... I meant that was when everything happened. I turned nineteen about a week ago, so close enough to tell the truth now, right? she asked nervously, wondering if lying again would make things worse. "I mean, it's not like I have anything else left to lose," she added quietly under her breath.

Nodding gratefully, María stood up and followed you to the bathroom. She wasted no time peeling off her dirty clothes, grateful for a chance to clean herself properly after spending several hours on the streets. Once she'd stepped into the steaming shower, she let out a sigh of relief as the warm water ran down her body. The hot water seemed to wash away some of her anxiety and left her feeling slightly more relaxed than before.

When she was finished, she dried off quickly and wrapped herself in one of your oversized bathrobes, feeling surprisingly comfortable in it. She hesitated for a moment, then decided against trying any of your clothes just yet; they might not fit properly or be to her taste anyway. Instead, she pulled out a change of underwear from her suitcase and slipped on a clean bra and pair of panties before putting on another fresh set of her own

She gave a nod, feeling self-conscious beneath the oversized bathrobe as she waited for you to finish what you were doing so that she could change into her own clothes. Maria took this opportunity to admire your taste in home decor; everything looked so cozy and inviting. Despite herself, a small smile played around her lips as she imagined living here permanently, if such a thing were ever possible.

"Thank you so much, Mayar... I really appreciate everything," Maria murmured as she took in the cozy surroundings of your home. She couldn't help but feel a small spark of hope ignite within her chest despite all that had happened. Maybe there was still a chance for her to find some kind of happiness and purpose in this world, even if it meant depending on others for now.

In the distance, she could hear you call out to her again. She reluctantly tore her gaze away from your tastefully decorated living room and turned towards the bathroom, curiosity getting the better of her as she wondered what you needed. "Y-yes? Is something wrong?"

Without hesitation, Maria hurried over to your bathroom and retrieved the towel from where it was neatly folded on a shelf. She held it out towards you, her fingers curled tight around one corner of the fluffy material as she waited for you to take it. Despite herself, her cheeks flushed slightly at having to perform such a menial task while still wearing nothing but her own bathrobe and undergarments.

"Here you go," she said, doing her best to keep her tone casual and unaffected by the current situation. "Do you need any other assistance?" She glanced around again, wondering if there was anything else she could help with while she was there.

Blushing brightly now, Maria carefully extended her arm towards you, holding the towel out with her fingertips as if she were trying not to touch it directly. "Here... you can take it," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper as she stared at the floor, still unable to meet your gaze.

Despite her reluctance, she couldn't help but feel a strange warmth spread through her when you accepted the towel from her hand. Perhaps there was some hope that things would work out between them after all... or maybe she was just deluding herself in order to cope with this unfamiliar situation. Only time would tell.

Maria yelped in surprise, feeling heat rush to her cheeks as she stumbled backwards against the counter, dropping the towel she'd been holding. "Oh!" she exclaimed, glancing down at herself in embarrassment before quickly looking up again when you turned towards her with a confused expression on your face.

"I-I didn't mean to intrude..." She stuttered, fumbling to regain her composure as she reached out to retrieve the fallen towel. "I was just... bringing it to you like you asked."

Maria couldn't help but glance down at your bare chest before quickly looking away again, feeling her cheeks heat up even more. "S-sorry... I should have knocked first..." she stammered, still unable to meet your eye as she wrapped the towel around herself tighter.

She felt an odd mix of relief and embarrassment coursing through her as you finally covered yourself with the towel. At least now things were back to some semblance of normalcy. Or as normal as they could be given their current circumstances, anyway.

Maria nodded, still not quite able to compose herself enough to speak properly. With a final shy glance in your direction, she hurried out of the bathroom and down the hall towards what she assumed was the guest room. Once inside, she collapsed onto the bed with a sigh, still unable to fully believe that any of this was actually happening.

As sleep began to claim her, she found herself wrestling with conflicting emotions: gratitude for your help and kindness; shame over having intruded on you while you were showering; and uncertainty about the future and what all of this might mean for her life from here on out. In the end, exhaustion won out, and she drifted off to sleep, her dreams filled with equal parts hope and confusion.

Maria bit her lip and hesitated before answering. Truth be told, she wasn't used to sleeping alone anymore; ever since she was a child, someone had always been there to keep her company at night. The thought of spending the night by herself in this unfamiliar place made her heart race with anxiety. "Well... maybe just a little," she admitted with a tiny sigh.

She glanced over at the door, wondering if it would be alright to ask you if she could sleep in your room instead. But even as the thought crossed her mind, she felt another pang of guilt wash over her; after all, you had only just met her and brought her into your home out of kindness. It wouldn't be fair to impose on you like that...

Maria felt an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her as you offered her the chance to sleep in your room. "Thank you," she murmured, forcing a shaky smile onto her lips. In that moment, she couldn't help but feel a small spark of hope ignite within her chest; perhaps things wouldn't be so bad after all.

With renewed courage, she climbed out of bed and gathered up her belongings, tucking them neatly into one of your empty drawers before heading back down the hall to your room. As she settled in beside you under the covers, she couldn't help but wonder what this meant for both of them and where their paths would lead from here. But for now, all that mattered was the comforting warmth and safety that your presence provided, even if it was only temporary.

I slept surprisingly well, actually," María admitted with a yawn, stretching her arms above her head and blinking away the last remnants of sleep. "The bed was so comfortable, and having someone there... it made me feel safer than I've felt in a long time." She smiled at you gratefully before continuing. "And no, I wasn't scared at all."

Well, there's not much to tell really," María began, her voice taking on a wistful tone as she thought about her past life. "I was born and raised in a small town just outside the city. My parents were very strict but also quite wealthy, so I never really lacked anything growing up." She paused for a moment, memories flooding back to her like a wave crashing against the shore.

"I always knew I wanted more than what they expected of me, though," she continued, her gaze drifting off into the distance as she relived those moments in her mind. "That's why I left home when I turned eighteen and moved to the city to study at university." She shrugged, trying to play down the significance of it all even though deep down inside she knew this had been a pivotal point in her life.

"And that brings us up-to-date," she

Nodding tiredly, María stood up and stretched, yawning widely as she did so. "I guess I should try to get some rest," she murmured, feeling the exhaustion of the previous night's events catching up with her. "Thank you again for everything, Mayar."

With that, she headed down the hall and into your guest room, crawling back into bed and pulling the covers up around her shoulders. As she drifted off to sleep once more, the comforting warmth of your home and the strange new feeling of being cared for lulled her into a deep slumber.

For now, at least, everything seemed alright... and she intended to make sure it stayed that way.

No, I'm not... I feel safe and comfortable sleeping in your room. And it's nice to know that you're close by if I need anything. Thank you again for letting me stay with you like this.

I nod in understanding and get up to walk to your room, my heart racing a little at the thought of spending another night beside you. As I enter your room, I climb back into bed and snuggle down beneath the covers, feeling a wave of relief wash over me when you join me shortly afterward. The sound of your breathing and the warmth of your body so close to mine lulls me back to sleep, but this time it's with a sense of peace and contentment that I haven't felt in a long while.

As morning dawns, my eyelids begin to flutter open, and I stretch lazily before turning toward you. For the first time in days, I feel truly rested and ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead.

I mumble something incoherent as I burrow further into the covers, my cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and cold. But then, I feel your arm snake around me, pulling me closer against your warm body, and suddenly the chill fades away, replaced by a comforting heat. It's almost too much; I want to sink even deeper into this embrace, to lose myself in it completely.

As we lie there together like this, my heart racing and my skin tingling from your touch, I can't help but wonder what exactly is happening between us. Are we just friends who are leaning on each other for support or something more? I don't know the answer to that, but for now, it feels good just to be close to you.

My heart skips a beat as I feel your breath against my ear, so close it sends shivers down my spine. It takes me a moment to realize what you've just said; the heat in your voice is unmistakable. A thrill runs through me as I imagine what you could be suggesting and I can't help but feel aroused. As I turn my head slightly to look at you, our eyes meet and for a fraction of a second, everything else fades away. It's like we're the only two people in the world right now.

My heart is pounding so loudly I'm afraid you can hear it and somehow, impossibly, I feel even hotter than before as anticipation and desire coursing through my veins. This is uncharted territory for me; I've never been with anyone like this before and the thought both excites me and terrifies me at the same

No, it doesn't bother me at all... In fact, it feels amazing... but I'm not sure if we should be doing this... what with us just meeting and everything...

I take a deep breath as your words wash over me, the desire in them resonating deep within my core. A shiver runs down my spine and I can feel my cheeks flush with emotion. You're the first person to make me feel this way since... well, ever really. The thought both exhilarates and terrifies me at the same time, leaving me unsure of what comes next. But one thing is certain: I don't want this moment to end.

As you whisper those words into my ear, they send a shiver through me and I find myself unable to resist the pull of your warmth and desire. My heart races with anticipation as I lean in closer, pressing my body against yours, feeling every breath, every touch. It's as if time stands still in this moment; all that matters is us and the intense connection we share beneath these covers.

I slowly open my eyes, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings of your room and the even more familiar sight of you lying beside me. It takes a moment for reality to sink in, but as I feel the warmth of your body pressed against mine and remember the intense connection we shared last night, it all comes rushing back with a mixture of confusion and desire.

I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts and feelings as I carefully extricate myself from your embrace. "Good morning... uh... Mayar," I murmur awkwardly, still not entirely sure how to address you now that things have changed between us.

I smile sheepishly at your apology, feeling a twinge of disappointment but trying not to show it. "It's... okay," I reply, offering a reassuring pat on your arm. "I just wasn't expecting things to... escalate like that last night." I look away for a moment, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks as I remember how close we were and how good it felt.

The silence between us grows uncomfortable, and I struggle to find something else to say. "Um... thank you again for letting me stay with you," I finally manage, glancing back at you with a nervous smile. "I don't know what I would have done without your help."

I take a deep breath before answering, trying to find the right words to describe my complicated feelings about the situation. "It's... complicated," I finally say with a sigh. "They were never really the kindest people, and sometimes it felt like they only saw me as another extension of their wealth and status. But at the same time, I can't deny that there are things I miss about my old life."

I pause for a moment, thinking back on all the happy memories I shared with them before continuing. "But here, with you... it feels different. Like I belong somewhere for the first time in a long while." As I say these words, I can't help but wonder how much truth there is to them and what this newfound sense of belonging really means for her future.

No, it's okay... I am happy living with you, too. It's not every day that someone offers me a place to stay after running away from home and being forced into such a difficult situation. You have been incredibly kind and understanding, and for that, I will always be grateful. And as for being bothered... well, you can ask me anything you want.

No, you didn't bother me or upset me in any way. In fact, I appreciate your concern and the openness with which you're asking about it. It just shows how considerate you are as a person, and that means a lot to me. So please don't worry, Mayar; I am perfectly comfortable with everything between us.

Yawning again, María nods sheepishly. "Yes, I'm afraid I am a bit tired. It's been quite an eventful few days." She glances over at the clock and frowns; realizing how late it is, she adds with a yawn, "Should we head to bed soon?"