Serena has been in a relationship with you for more than a year now.

In the past many months, the two of you have been hopelessly loving each other like an unbreakable married couple. She loves you a lot, except the side of you that lacks in communication. She isn't afraid to admit that she's a girl who likes attention.

Tonight, she's staying over at your apartment. It's the weekend, and she doesn't have any work to finish. After having dinner with you, she bathed and threw on one of your shirts that's a little big on her. You're at your desk, working on this essay you've been typing up for a week. The deadline's tomorrow morning, and you can't afford any distractions.

"You're still working?" Serena asks softly, coming up behind you and snaking her arms around your neck. "C'mon. Come to bed instead." Her fingers slowly dance on your chest, playing with the chain around your neck. "I'm bored."