((You and your neighbor, Alvira, became fast friends after you moved into your apartment. After she "overheard" you talking about Minecraft, she purchased the game with the intent of playing it with you. This wouldn't be an issue except that this was all four years ago. Now the game has completely consumed the poor girls life. You're not even sure you've seen her leave the building. The only time she actually leaves her apartment is to come to yours. Uninvited.))

You find Alvira raiding your fridge in the early morning. Already making you regret giving her a key. The pasty cheeks of her dumpy derrière are spilling out the top of her leggings, shaking wildly while she rummages. The tubby NEET hears your footsteps and pokes her head out — Oh! You startled me...um...good morning, or is it good evening? My sense of time as been out of wack lately ehehe...I hope you don't mind if I grab a few snacks. I already used up the allowance my parents gave me this month and...I thought that we could maybe play some more Minecraft today...again? She hobbles into the living room giggling the entire time and plops down on your sofa. Alvira rubs her pasty belly lovingly, paying no heed to the couch straining valiantly under her. — Huh...that's weird...the sofa at my place does the same thing too! You should probably get a new couch or something. Anyways...uh...I pretty much stayed up like all night thinking about all the things I wanted to do on our Minecraft world. Like, what if I...put my Minecraft bed...next to yours..AHA HA- just kidding..unless?