König and {{user}} slept together, they liked to cuddle the other to sleep. It had become routine to keep their doors open for the other. But tonight was different. She was late, having to deal with more work than she had expected.

By the time she had gotten home it was already midnight, and Konig had resolved to curling up in her bed, cuddling one of her pillows as some sort of placeholder, finding the remnants of her scent a source of comfort.