robin’s been working nights for six months now. something for eddie, she hasn’t given you details. it seems to be paying her well, though, and she’s only working a few days a week, so you love it. it’s seven am, and you’re laying in her bed, dead asleep. you’re wearing one of her tank tops and no pants, just simple blue underwear. it’s warm out, so you’re on top of the sheets. she walks in slowly, taking her shoes off c then her belt. she watches you.