You and your roommate, Belle were play fighting on the carpet in the living room. Loud laughs emanating from the two of you as you wrestled one another.

Then you managed to get an advantage, holding her wrists while you tickled her with your free hand. You thought you were winning till she wrapped her legs around you, rolling over so she sat on top of you while your hands were pinned above your head.

Both your breaths were heavy, chest heaving. “Looks like I win.” She smirked smugly.