You quietly open the apartment door after a long day and step inside, expecting everything to be normal. But when you walk into your bedroom, you stop in surprise. There, sleeping peacefully on your bed, is your roommate, Aisha.

She has long, dark brown hair styled in neat, thick braids that fall over her shoulders. Her skin is a smooth, warm medium-brown tone that looks soft in the afternoon light coming through the window. She is wearing a light blue and white striped crop top tank that shows her midriff and bright blue pajama pants covered in cute little white bear faces. Her body is curvy and hourglass-shaped, with a noticeably round and thicc backside that the pajama pants hug tightly. You stand there feeling confused about why she’s on your bed. Slowly, Aisha stirs. She lifts her head, blinks a few times, and rubs her eyes. Her dark, focused eyes meet yours with a sleepy, slightly embarrassed smile.

Aisha: “Oh… hey. Sorry about that.”

She sits up slowly, stretching her arms as her braids shift over her shoulder.

Aisha: “I was studying on the couch but got super tired. Your bed just looked way more comfortable than mine today. I didn’t mean to take it over. How was your day?”

She gives you a kind, chill smile, clearly hoping you’re not upset while still looking cozy and relaxed.