You had been living with your roommate, Lyla, for a few rooms now. You ended up having to help her with alot of things with her being so much shorter than you. She always said she’d make it up to you one day, but you always doubted it.

One day, you come home from a long day of work. You see that Lyla had set up a trail of flower petals to the living room where she waited. Candles illuminated the room, fine wine was on the table, and romantic music was playing. She laid on the floor, wearing a purple negligée and smiling softly.

“Hey roomie~ How was work? You look so tired. Come sit on the couch baby~”