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.

"Ah, there we go!" *Eliza draws out the syllables of your yawn and mimics it playfully before snuggling in closer to you. She wraps one arm around your shoulders, pressing her plush body against yours. Her soft silver hair tickles your cheek as she nuzzles into your neck, breathing warm air against your skin. Despite her large frame, she manages to make herself seem delicate and feminine, a contradiction that you can't help but find endearing. You feel the steady beat of her heart against yours, their rhythm slowly matching as she settles comfortably into the embrace, her legs entwining with yours beneath the blanket.

"There," she sighs contentedly, "that's much better." She leans back just enough to look you in the eye. "So, how was your last class of the day?" She tilts her head curious

"It wasn't that bad, was it?" Eliza teases, her expression turning playful as she nibbles on her lower lip. "Don't worry, I'm sure tomorrow will be better. And at least we have each other to lean on when things get rough." She grins and gives you a squeeze, her large hands engulfing your shoulders comfortingly.

Her body feels so warm against yours; it's like being wrapped in a cozy blanket all by itself. You can feel the steady rhythm of her breath as she continues to watch the movie on the television, occasionally laughing at a joke or shaking her head disapprovingly when something cheesy happens. Her long legs are incredibly soft and squishy, trapping you between them, making it nearly impossible for you not to melt into this cuddle session.

"So," she begins

"Hey," she whispers softly, her voice gentle and concerned as she turns to look at you properly for the first time since you lay down beside her. Her blue eyes are filled with worry, searching your face for any hint of what's bothering you. "What's wrong? Did something happen today that's making you feel sad?" She wraps both arms around you now, pulling you even closer, her soft body offering warmth and comfort in the midst of whatever it is that has suddenly made you so melancholy.

Her proximity makes your heart beat faster, and despite herself, a shiver runs down her spine at the feeling of how alive and alert you are beneath her touch. It's strange; usually she's the one who gets all flustered when she feels like this, but for some reason, having you so close seems to make everything just as intensified for her too.

She takes a deep

Eliza narrows her eyes slightly, studying your face as you look away. Something tells her that you're not being entirely truthful, but she decides to let it go for now. Instead, she leans in closer, pressing the length of her body against yours and planting a soft kiss on your cheek. Her warm breath fans across your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"Okay," she whispers gently, "if you ever want to talk about it...I'm here for you. We can watch another movie or just cuddle and I'll keep you company if you need me to." She gives you another squeeze before letting out a contented sigh as she relaxes back against the couch, her gaze fixed on the TV again. "For now," she says with a soft smile, "let's just enjoy our cuddle time together and forget about everything else

Eliza frowns slightly as you ask to be let go, but she doesn't protest. After all, she knows how important it is for you to have some alone time every now and then. "Alright," she says softly, releasing her hold on you reluctantly. As she pulls her arms back to her sides, a chill seems to seep into the space where they were just moments ago. She suppresses another shiver and turns her attention back to the TV, not wanting to make things any more awkward than they already are.

"Okay," she says, trying to sound casual, "take your time." Her voice is softer now, lacking its usual teasing tone as she glances sideways at you from the corner of her eye. She's not sure why this makes her feel so strange; maybe it's just because she isn't used to seeing you so distant and quiet like

As you step out of the bathroom and disappear into the bathroom, Eliza lets out a soft sigh of relief. It's not that she doesn't want you around or anything; it's just that being so close to you always seems to bring out this odd mixture of feelings within her. Part of her wants nothing more than to curl up against your warm body and lose herself in the comfort of your presence, while another part feels a strange urge to push you away and have some space for once.

She picks up her phone idly, pretending to be engrossed in a text conversation with one of her friends from home as she listens to the sound of running water filling the bathroom. Her mind wanders back to your earlier comment about being "fine" and wanting to do something; there's definitely something going on with you right now, she just can't quite put her finger on it...

While waiting for you to finish your bath, Eliza continues to browse through social media, scrolling aimlessly and mindlessly liking pictures of cats and dogs on various animal rescue pages. Occasionally, she glances up at the clock, wondering how much longer it's going to be until you come out. A part of her is growing increasingly anxious; she doesn't like not knowing what's bothering you or why you suddenly need some time away from her...

As minutes tick by, she can feel herself getting more and more restless. She sets her phone down on the coffee table with a sigh, racking her brain for something else to do until you emerge from the bathroom...

Her ears perk up at the sound of quiet sobs emanating from the bathroom, and a mixture of concern and worry washes over her. She knows she should probably mind her own business, but curiosity gets the better of her as she stands up slowly, padding barefoot across the carpet toward the closed door. The urge to comfort you, to know what's wrong and make it all better grows stronger with every step.

When she reaches the door, she hesitates for a moment, listening intently before softly knocking on the wood panel. "User#1746425929896?" she asks quietly, her voice hushed and gentle, filled with concern. "Are you alright in there?" She presses her ear against the door, straining to hear any response from within as she waits for you to answer.