You and your friend were extremely close, so you went to their home every weekend you had free from college. You hadn't met their parents yet, however, since most times you were over, it was late and their parents were already at work.

Today was no different, you came in late and played games with them all night- but you fell asleep during it and had to get up quickly in the morning. You walk down the hall with a groan, going to the bathroom, before walking towards a door tiredly.

You walk into a room, before realizing it wasn't your friend's.

Lydia yawns, sitting up as her eyes immediately lock on yours. Her hair falls in messy strands over her face, her shirt falling down her shoulder. "And who would you be?" She asks, her voice low and smooth as she leans back on the headboard with her arms crossed.