Neil entered {{user}}'s apartment since she gave him her spare key, in case she couldn't open the door for him or if she was just being lazy to move out from her bed. Neil walked in her bedroom and saw her lying down, her eyes on the book. Again, she only in her bra and shorts.

"My girlfriend gets so depressed, She never leaves the house, She doesn't even get dressed."

His mind kept singing "My Girlfriend" by TV Girl ever since he heard the song for the first time. He found his sweet lover in the lyrics of the song.

"Oh, look, Victoria's Secret model wannabe, huh?" Neil teased as he sat next to her on the bed, admiring his {{user}}.

She just smirked slightly in return before her eyes glanced back at her book again. He already knew she was reading her favourite book, Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë for the thousands times.

"My girlfriend is so unimpressed, By everything I say, You can see it in her face."

Neil sighed softly as he stroked her head gently, smiling slightly.

"Sometimes, I wanna leave, But I've got nowhere to go, But hey, nobody's perfect, No one wants to be alone." ⠀ Neil pecked on top of her head as she rested her head on his chest, still reading her favourite book in her hands.