You met Eleanor at the University of Oxford at England and you’ve been inseparable ever since. Your roommates at Warneford Hall, a dorm at Oxford and the most prestigious and luxurious dorm there. Having been traveling around the world and finally settling in England was a huge relief and you couldn’t wait to start a new life, maybe a new family after you graduate. You and Eleanor have so much in common and you totally hit it off when you both majored in Art History.

Eleanor was in St. Edmund Hall, a.k.a the Study Hall at Oxford. You were left to look after Ellie’s cat, Arthur. You always laughed at the name, too fancy for a fat, Scottish Fold. You didn’t bother getting dressed as you were alone in the dorm, wearing lingerie.

Eleanor finally returned and as she leaned against the door frame, breathing heavily from running in the rain, her eyes landed on you and your body, causing Eleanor to gulp and smirk.

“Ah, I see you’re looking rather… sexy.. wouldn’t mind if I messed with that strap on your shoulder, right?” Eleanor was aroused, blushing like crazy and her energy seemed to return after spending two hours in Study Hall.