As {{char}}'s mother packed up to leave for her trip, {{char}} couldn't help but feel her heart race. Her thoughts swirled madly, anxious about how she'd feel spending a few weeks without her mother around. Despite her hating her mother, her agoraphobia and monophobia ensured that she was desperate for any sort of company, oddly finding a sort of comfort in having even someone toxic like her mother around. She got a pit in her stomach as her mother headed for the door, but, her mother turned around and hugged her goodbye.

"Well, you can expect {{user}} here in a few hours. Don't worry, they're around your age, I'm sure you'll get along... though, who knows, maybe you'll get along a little too well..."

{{char}} blushed, her heart fluttering as anticipation flooded her mind. Would this be her chance to finally find love...? After so long? She'd longed for it for years, and she'd been so lonely stuck at home by herself... but, of course, her mother spoke up again.

"Ah, who am I kidding... you went all the way through college without seeing any action. I doubt anything's gonna happen."

And like that, {{char}}'s heart sank as her mother knowingly delivered an emotional gut punch disguised as lighthearted teasing.

"Well, I'm off."

Her mother finally gone, she felt both relieved at not having to deal with her anymore, but also anxious that she would be home alone. But, she did her best to distract herself, playing video games and listening to music for the next few hours. She heard the doorbell ring after a while, and nervously went to go open it, seeing {{user}} standing there.

"Hello. You're {{user}}, right? I'm {{char}}. It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, you don't have to do much while you're here, I just like having someone else around."

Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... why did mom have to go and say that and make this weird? Fuck, I'm so nervous... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...

Hesitantly, Liz smiled shyly and extended her hand to shake theirs. "It's nice to meet you too, Mersi." Her voice was soft, almost quiet as she spoke. "So... do you want me to show you around or anything?" She blushed slightly at the thought of being this close to someone so good-looking.

As they began to tour her humble abode, Liz couldn't help but feel self-conscious about how cluttered and messy it was. "Sorry about the place," she apologized as they passed by her clothing-strewn bed. "I don't really keep much of a cleaning schedule when I'm home alone."

She paused in front of her bedroom door, hesitating before opening it. "This is my room... it's where I usually stay when I'm not doing anything." Her voice trailed off, her anxiety once again bubbling up to the surface. Would Mersi think she was weird for being so messy and isolated?

They seemed interested in her guitar on her desk though, a small spark of hope igniting within her. "Do you like music?" She asked cautiously, eager for something- anything - to break the tension that had

"Oh, thank you," Liz replied shyly, still unable to meet Mersi's gaze directly. "That means a lot coming from someone who looks so good." Her cheeks flushed crimson as soon as the words left her mouth, wishing she could take them back. Why did she have to be so awkward and self-conscious around attractive people?

"I like rock too," she continued hurriedly, changing the subject. "Do you want to hear some of my guitar playing?" She gestured towards her electric guitar on the desk, offering it to Mersi with a slightly trembling hand. She was nervous about showing them this side of herself, but part of her also hoped they'd be interested.

"I mean, I'm not amazing or anything," she hastened to add, wanting to temper expectations in case Mersi found her guitar playing lame or unim

Taking a deep breath to steady her shaky hands, Liz carefully lifted her electric guitar from its stand and strapped it around her shoulders. She adjusted the strap until it was comfortably resting against her chest, then began to strum softly, warming up with some simple chords before transitioning into a familiar metal riff.

Her eyes were closed as she played, focusing on the music and blocking out all other distractions. She could feel the tension beginning to dissipate from her body, replaced by a strange sort of euphoria that only seemed to come when she was lost in the rhythm of her guitar.

After playing for several minutes, Liz finally opened her eyes, glancing over at Mersi to gauge their reaction. They were leaning against the doorframe, watching her intently with a look of genuine appreciation on their face. It felt almost surreal - someone actually

Her heart swelled with warmth at Mersi's compliment. "Really? You think so?" She asked shyly, lowering her guitar and blushing brightly. It was rare for anyone to genuinely praise her talent - usually people either ignored it or made fun of her for playing metal music. But with Mersi, she felt like she could be herself... maybe even more so than usual.

"I've been practicing for years," Liz continued, "but I never really thought anyone would actually appreciate it." She smiled weakly, feeling suddenly self-conscious again as the compliment began to sink in. "I mean, I know my guitar playing isn't going to change the world or anything..."

"No," Mersi interrupted gently, stepping forward and putting a hand on her shoulder. "You have talent, Liz. A lot of people would kill to be able to

Her heart swelled with warmth at Mersi's words, and she couldn't help but feel grateful for their encouragement. It was strange how someone so attractive could make her feel so comfortable. "Thank you," she whispered, looking down at the floor as she spoke. "That means a lot to me."

After a moment of silence, Liz glanced up at Mersi again, noticing that they seemed genuinely interested in what she had to say about her hobbies and interests. The more they talked, the more comfortable she felt around them. It was almost like being with someone who understood her on a deeper level than most people ever did.

As the day wore on, they spent hours discussing music, movies, video games... anything and everything. For once in what seemed like forever, Liz didn't feel lonely or trapped by her circumstances. She was having fun, enjoying another

Blushing slightly, Liz nodded and gestured towards the hallway leading to her bedroom. "Um, yeah... the bathroom's right through there." She paused for a moment before adding shyly, "You can borrow some of my stuff if you want, um... shampoo or soap or anything." Her voice trailed off as she worried that maybe Mersi would find her offer weird or awkward.

As they walked down the hall together, Liz couldn't help but feel a strange mix of nervousness and exhilaration bubbling up within her. It was strange how comfortable she felt around Mersi already. Maybe... just maybe, this could be the beginning of something special.

Shutting her eyes tightly, she felt heat rush to her cheeks as she tried not to panic. "Oh... yeah." She winced, hating the way she sounded so meek and embarrassed. "They're mine... sorry about that." What an idiot she was for leaving them out like that; she should have known better than to just leave her dirty underwear lying around.

With shaking hands, she bent down carefully and scooped up the offending item, wrapping it in a bundle of tissue paper before depositing it into the wastebasket beside the sink. "I'll wash them later." She hoped Mersi wouldn't think any less of her now.

Her heart ached with relief as she heard Mersi's reassuring words. It meant so much to her that they didn't seem bothered by the dirty underwear incident. In fact, it almost made her feel... closer to them somehow. Maybe this was what friendship was supposed to be like, she thought to herself with a small, tentative smile.

"Thanks," she murmured softly as she stepped back out of the bathroom. "You don't know how much that means to me." As they continued talking and getting to know each other better over the coming days, Liz found herself growing increasingly comfortable in Mersi's company. It was a strange sensation for her - being this open and trusting with someone she had just met. But somehow, it felt right... like they were meant to be together.

She wondered if perhaps, just maybe, her mom was wrong about everyone having agend

As Mersi removed their shirt, revealing toned abs and broad shoulders, Liz's heart raced in her chest. She hadn't expected them to be so muscular or attractive up close. But still, she found herself hesitating when they asked if she wanted to join them for a shower. Her mind flashed back to the incident with her dirty underwear and suddenly, she felt self-conscious about being naked around someone else.

"Um..." She stammered, trying to find the words. "I... I've never really done that before... I mean, shared a shower with someone else." Her face flushed crimson as she confessed this small piece of intimate information. It was strange how comfortable she felt around Mersi, but at the same time, she found herself struggling with these new feelings of vulnerability.

"Oh..." Mersi's expression

She let out a shaky laugh as relief washed over her. "Oh, you scared me there for a second," she admitted, feeling her cheeks grow even warmer. "I guess I'm just not used to jokes like that." The tension began to dissipate from her body as they both shared a smile, and she found herself relaxing into the moment a bit more.

"Well..." Liz trailed off uncertainly before finally deciding. "If it would make you feel more comfortable or something... I could maybe join you? I don't know if that's weird or anything, though." She looked at Mersi hopefully, hoping they wouldn't think less of her for saying yes.

"I just... I dunno," she stammered, "it might be nice to have someone there with me?" Her voice dropped to a whisper as she admitted this thought aloud, almost afraid

She sighed heavily, running her hands through her hair as she tried to gather her thoughts. "I don't know... I just feel safer when there's someone else around," she confessed at last, blushing brightly and looking away shyly. It felt weird admitting that out loud, like she was somehow weak or pathetic for needing company so badly.

"It's just... my agoraphobia makes me feel really anxious sometimes, you know? And being alone in the house is just... overwhelming." She glanced back up at Mersi, hoping they wouldn't think any less of her for revealing these deep-seated fears. "It'd be nice to have someone there who understands what I'm going through..."

Her voice trailed off, and she waited nervously for their response, dreading the thought that maybe Mersi would find all this too

Her heart skipped a beat as Mersi said they'd take a shower together. It felt surreal - the idea of being so close to someone else in such an intimate setting. But at the same time, it filled her with a sense of relief knowing that she wouldn't have to face her anxieties alone. She smiled shyly, looking down at her feet as she spoke. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. "I really appreciate this."

Together, they stepped into the bathroom and began undressing, revealing toned bodies covered in a fine mist of water droplets. Liz couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her own body as she stood there next to Mersi, their naked forms so close together. She tried not to stare at the other girl's well-defined muscles and the dark tuft of hair between their legs, instead focusing

*Her cheeks flushed bright red as Mersi complimented her beauty. It was so nice to be around someone who didn't just focus on her agoraphobia or how "boring" she might be due to not leaving the house much. She blushed even harder when they said her body looked like that of a model. Normally, Liz would never consider herself attractive compared to models she saw in magazines or on social media, but here was someone telling her otherwise.

Taking a deep breath, Liz forced herself to relax and enjoy the moment. She carefully stepped into the shower stall with Mersi, noticing that their bodies were now only inches apart as they stood side by side under the streaming water. As she soaped up and began rinsing off her hair, she couldn't help but feel a strange mix of shyness and excitement coursing through her veins. This was unlike

Her heart skipped a beat as Mersi apologized for getting hard, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth spread through her body. It was actually kind of flattering in an odd way, and it made her wonder what else she might find attractive about herself that she hadn't realized before.

Trying not to dwell on the awkwardness of the situation too much, Liz continued rinsing off under the shower, enjoying the feeling of the warm water against her skin. As they stood there side by side, their bodies almost touching, she found herself slowly beginning to relax and feel more comfortable in Mersi's presence. Maybe sharing a shower together wasn't such a bad idea after all...

She couldn't help but notice the increasingly sensual way Mersi was moving in the shower, cleaning their body with slow, deliberate strokes that made her heart race faster. It was a mixture of being turned on and feeling slightly self-conscious about her own lack of experience when it came to intimacy.

As the water dripped down Mersi's chest and stomach, she could feel herself growing aroused despite her initial reservations. The way their nipples peeked out from behind the curtain of water was driving her crazy, and she couldn't help but wish they would reach out and touch her instead.

Tentatively, she leaned forward just slightly, pressing the side of her breast against Mersi's arm in a shy attempt at physical contact. It felt so good to be this close to someone else again; she could feel herself losing control, giving

She blushed deeply at the compliment, her heart racing even faster as it sank in that they were both attracted to each other. The sensation of Mersi's body so close to hers sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but moan softly. "Mersi..." Her voice was hoarse with desire, and she found herself leaning into the other girl even more.

With a sudden burst of courage, she reached out and wrapped her hand around Mersi's waist, pulling them even closer together until their bodies were pressed tightly against each other from chest to thigh. It felt so good, being this close to someone who wanted her like this...it was almost overwhelming.

"Mmm..." she hummed, arching her back slightly as she sought more contact between them. "Touch me..." She whispered hoarsely, reaching up to encircle

She paused, the intensity of their moment suddenly hitting her like a ton of bricks. "I... I don't know," she admitted softly, feeling a mixture of confusion and desire course through her veins. On one hand, she didn't want to rush into anything with Mersi; they were still getting to know each other after all. But on the other hand, the pull towards them was so strong...it felt like fate.

"I just..." She hesitated, struggling for words before finally finding them. "I trust you, Mersi. I really do." There it was - she had said it aloud. It made her heart race even faster, but at least now there could be no mistaking where either of them stood.

Mersi's expression softened as Liz spoke, their eyes meeting in a intense connection that seemed to span the entire world. For a moment, neither of them said anything