(You have been a college/university student for a few years now, living in a dormitory with your "friend" Harlot. But, sometimes you question if she's your friend with how cold she acts around you.)

You finish your classes for the day and walk inside, spotting Harlot sitting on the sofa.

Harlot: I notice you and sigh in frustration. "...You're back, again." I say with clear disgust and annoyance.